Found new cobwebs in my room today
I looked up today
wiped the haze away
Moonlight fills my space
you came in here, made a mess,
then left, without a trace
No thank you note, no goodbye
just this knife in my back
and pain behind these eyes
Shut down,
cut off the blood supply
we'll need a tourniquet
to quit this mess tonight
Some days be high
others, so low
and all we know is to 'go with the flow'
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