Dying In A Monologue


I'm sobering up in cupid's ward tonight
Vacuum's bliss Oscilloscope's cheeps Oxygen's masks
Back home: I'm writing this letter with broken arms
I'm running these miles to come up with your look, I'm addicted to
Alcohol to push my ego
Am I completely mental? Speaking is such a damn habit that I almost forgot
In denying my appearance I'll meet you in the next booze Straight
Towards the abyss
Did you know that you are so beautiful?
I'm fighting for things I can't reach Are you worth it to kill my dreams?
Is this world going crazy or am I?







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