I'm dying every minute
Feeling my heart cushed against my soul
With nothing more than emptiness inside my head.
I try to numb myself
Smoking, drinking, laughing, trying to breath between.
Strength shaking
...
ZT
P.S. "I want to
go home
'cause when
a lover aches
That's when a lover breaks
I want to go home"
-
The Smashing Pumpkins
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