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Can make you cry, or evoke the tears sitting there, Unsettled underneath your skin Or pull apart your heart, and break it into tiny pieces, And s..

With arms wrapped tight enough To suffocate your fiery self-doubt, He whispers that you're the grace God Fell from. As he strong arms his way thro..

I swear I do. You know, they can be all fluffy and nice to poke on sometimes. I can't talk to myself, now can I? But at the end of the day, The ..

Yea, you're right again. I'm not that. Still something you shouldn't discover And some falsetto your ears can't detect. Whatever pride there's lef..

As I slowly degrade myself by hearing your opinion on my life, I think to myself We've nothing in common but our mistakes. And I want to cut you ..

She's easiest to read because she's A blank canvas. An empty slate. A cleaned wash cloth. So you threw your dirty talk at her And she loved you. ..

your legs taste like soy sauce your eyes gallop between body parts of mines and you're too convinced that it doesn't matter. your body and mind ..

I found the love of my life At the tip of a knife. Something about US we can't get out of our head That just stinks and fakes orgasms all day to ..

I started thinking of depressing rhymes and it sounded like a beastie boys song, so I wrote this.

Confined to walls that broke you everyday I feel for you. Whatever chance you had Wasn't truly given. I know why you're angry now. I know why you..