Warmth Written by Ash Wednesday "We don't talk anymore..." But I drunk texted you two Wednesdays ago You'll set yourself on fire Just so he can keep warm The coldness I've read and received Does nothing to put my mind at ease I miss you fuck'in terribly But you never showed you gave a shit about me Warmth was never something I've received Just read about and witnessed in books and movies But pass me the matchsticks And I'll start something real quick And you can have the very last of my nerves And let's light this all on fucking fire What a destructive force we can be For all that quiet energy we carry separately I hope someone somewhere is enjoying the fire that I have invoked I hope you're treating them better than you treat yourself But I come from a pessimistic and doubtful upbringing such as yourself Hack me to pieces extract all of my dopamine Sipping tirelessly at anything containing trace amounts of caffeine I am tired of mirroring a mirror Its weirdly reflective and I am tired of cycling Pending processed nothing's happening just left on read and idling. I am pretty sure I've done this before but it wasn't like this. Would you like to set yourself on fire for a bit Just to feel a little bit Tried to build up a resistance to you But my body is burning the fuck up. Why didn't you say all that out loud You could have just saved myself the trouble and called. - AW
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