Rough cough love.

Bright, broke.
Light, choke.
Fight, woke.
Rough, misery.
Cough, fiery.
Love, give it to me.

That’s sorta sad.. but I like it. And I’ve been holding it back for too long. Gotta let something go to make way for something new.

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