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am i fucked up enough to love?
or do i love things so much that it's fucked up?
it's getting to the point where i'm not sure.
you lost seven cigarettes and
the cops took the gram that i just purchased.
and i miss the way the sun feels on my skin.

i'm not sure where i lost control.
maybe the zoloft or the concerta knows,
because i can't focus. and i'm not less depressed.
and those drugs have to be doing something.
in exchange for how many i take,
in exchange for the money my parents pay.

otherwise, there's no point
i'm just a filled prescription
or a burned out joint,
and my teenage years feel more distant as they progress.
so i hang out in the room i'm stranded in,
where the sun misses you
and touching your skin.
this winter doesn't get better,
it gets bearable and disappears.
there's no reason to be leaving,
because i believe there's nothing better anywhere.

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