My Smokey Tomb

Sitting in an empty room
Choking on the fumes
My loves been gone
I’ve carried on
But why am I still choking
Its like my first time smoking
I need a drink
Sometime to think
But my mind always comes up empty…
It’s like there’s something missing
Amidst this reminiscing…

The smoke clears
But not the fears
She took something from me…
I guess I just need-

Someone to love me

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