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[lickbeforusniff]

i slept in my makeup
waering yesterdays clothes
i feel the wieght of all the bad things
as the memories come rushing back
i feel the tears
that dried on my cheek
i feel my heart
continually breaking
i feel my body aching
like its fifty years older
i feel tired
and like giving up all hope
but i keep going
i dont want to break down here
im patiently waiting
for things ot get back
im waiting for my travelin soldier
to come and rescue me
from the war that continues to go on
in my life
i fall back asleep
in yesterdays makeup
wearing the same old clothes
hoping all of this
will eventually become
yesterdays news.