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Wilted Flowers
sober writing
hurts
I feel
raw
cold, empty
nothing
to say
smoking
savoring the
moment
I write
cigarettes
litter the ground
what's to be
said
that I haven't
already
uttered in regret
i'm shivering
cold
my fire
put out
damn I need
a drink
to free
the wanton
one
she's here
trembling
your quiet
undertones
a current
that
carry me away
like wilted
flowers
cast in the sea
washing
upon your shore
if you find
my loneliness
wrapped
in sadness
send it back
return
to sender
hurts
I feel
raw
cold, empty
nothing
to say
smoking
savoring the
moment
I write
cigarettes
litter the ground
what's to be
said
that I haven't
already
uttered in regret
i'm shivering
cold
my fire
put out
damn I need
a drink
to free
the wanton
one
she's here
trembling
your quiet
undertones
a current
that
carry me away
like wilted
flowers
cast in the sea
washing
upon your shore
if you find
my loneliness
wrapped
in sadness
send it back
return
to sender
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