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Smoking My Lungs..
Scars on my hands,
Cuts on my faith,
Sores on the love,
I dispatch upon her.
I am deeply sorry,
For being mentally unstable,
Its just,
I am a man trying to form a life,
Full of love and desire.
Silence kills,
You don't talk,
You don't utter a sound,
Rage starts to to empower you,
You fall into a fit of anger,
Gunning for my blood.
I confirm,
That i am scared of you,
But i wish that we can,
Reform the love and magic we had,
Please let me do that.
If not,
Then my life has lost a formidable piece,
I am lost,
Falling back into old ways
Drinking and smoking my lungs.
