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Again

I couldnt wake up

again

I'll be sure to pay

today



Its not that I miss

The fun and games

the chronicles or

the food



Its my schedual

So now I sit

bored

lonely



I ate too much again

smoked a bit more than I should have

I can feel the blueish gray smoke

rotting

not my lungs,

not my heart

my throat is the the one that suffers

yet I drag again



How can it be so easy to rot away?

all it takes is a simple



flip

click

breath in

breath out out.

repeat



I couldnt wake up again

I'm sure to pay

today

so now I sit here

with nothing to do

but kill the time

and let the time kill me