Cigarettes and booze
dancing, merriment, and such -
you still are not here.
Alone in Taipei
my thoughts turn to you, sweet pea,
across the ocean.
Oh, but I am bad -
loves long dead also return,
beg for attention.
This lack of feeling,
this emptiness of being
It's just too too much.
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