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It should be a comfort

8/20/2016

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Laying here
It smells like you
The sheets still rumpled

It should be a comfort, your lingering
But we've fought
About worthless things
Miscommunications
Words released too soon
And poorly thought out

You're hurt that I'm hurt
That you're the one did the hurting
The comfort of you gone stale
I'm cold
I'm exhausted
My guards worn thin from overuse
Struggling to keep my eyes open
To keep telling you I don't want to
Can't fight

If I'm worth all you say I deserve
If you want to be those things
Listen when I speak
My words can be taken as they're spoken
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