dejavu

in the dark u look like ur crying
and I cant see ur lips.
their gone.
he took them didn’t he?
left u with a face and blurry eyes
all I can smell is that ur hands stink
from hugging ur sweaty feet all nite
theyre cold
-ur feet
ur wearing wool soks
but bad circulation
I kno doesn’t make it easier
To cry.
Wen u put ur hands up to hide ur face
There u smel ur cold feet
And u cant feel ur lips
Anymore than I can see them
And, doll face, I cant see them.
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