Stained-white bed sheets Cold, eerie night Cup of black coffee My cigarette's the only light. Burning bittersweet memories Sweeping away the dust Fighting back the tears Holding onto little trust. Worn and torn paper Writing notes about the past Scribbled lines of blatant thoughts Everything changed so fast. Drinking the pain away One sip at a time Empty bottle of whiskey Laying by my side. //K.Nolan//
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