out in the snow again
at my age
empty of hope
too old to be
going through
this 'end of love' shit again
but somehow it feels good
it feels familiar
it's almost like I was
meant to be alone
and trouble only starts
when I do anything
other than hang out at bars
it's almost like I remember
who I am
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Monday, January 26, 2015
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