Rehab

Pointless, this craving. Sound to the deaf might

Show more useful than this eternal longing.

Fingers running over cold sheets turned to rite

As resolve begins to crumble, another hit calling.

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Delusions of Yesterday

Pick up your phone; I need to hear your voice tonight. My ears feel hollow without it, but do you still care?

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