On A Cold Empty Night
I take my empty bottle
wishing for you to stay with me awhile
I smoke your cigarettes
thinking of all of my regrets
you were never good to me
our love was just a black seed
smokey sweet vanilla breath
mends this broken girl
black and blue eyes
my personal demise
shattered mirrors
a body so much thinner
golden lace
veils this blank face
gossamer chains confines this soul
it takes control
I stare into my empty bottle
a product of a merciless trial
smokey sweet vanilla breath
a constant reminder of nothingness
my golden veild face
disguises this disgrace
cold empty nights
no one to love by candle light
i'm just as empty as this bottle
as i pray for you to stay with me awhile
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