Category : Poems

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You know that moment 
When you’re fucking cracking on the inside 
Your heart is bending to your fucking guts 
And your fucking guts hate you 
You know that moment? 
And when your scrolling through your contact list searching for numbers to call
A long list of names 
Just names...and names...and names.
Searching for someone to call 
and you have no one.
You know that moment; when you have no one? 
I could get lost there.