Tina Valentine Poems

I want to take a knife. I wanna stub myself and i want to bleed out on my bedroom floor.
What do you think... If i cut my wrists, punch my legs, rip my heart out.. Can I still get broken?
Let's try.
Tell me about her.
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He told me many beautiful things.
About her.
Her smile.
Her eyes.
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I drink. Because I don't want to remember the smell of your black jacket when you hugged me for the very first time.
I drink. Because I don't want to remember the taste of your lips.
I drink. because I don't want to remember how safe I felt in your arms.
I drink. Because I want to stop asking myself why I wasn't enough.
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Get out of my mind, just for tonight. So I can be happy with myself again. So I can break those stoned walls around my heart.

Get out of my life, just for tonight. So I can drown my demons with straight vodka. So I can dance with them while pills are floating down my throath.
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