20.8.11

Yeah, I remember.
Waking up with stormy weather.
Grinding with the bile.
Rotting teeth behind the smile.

And it's burning into my tongue.
I've learned my lesson, but I continue on.
I need some secret mistake. 
Makes me laugh as my spine breaks.

I find myself reaching for cigarettes.
Gum.
Cough drops.
My soul stops.
And I'm obsessed again.

Sick off the vitamins.

Sick off of anything.



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