sitting here in this room
listening to this again
feeling that craving come over me
thinking about you again.this feeling.
this this this feeling
drinking boiling water
the heat sits in my stomach
while the my mouth burns
but tastes like sugar...
yadayada
we sat in a dark hotel room
the tv was on and your friends were talking loudly
you were drunk.
i stared at you
with my sixteen candles eyes
i woke up.
and my eyes were swollen shut.
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