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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    
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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