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real life,he stings.
he gets under my skin and tells me I'm worth nothing, says I'm his damsel in distress that he'll never save.he strips me of a sk..
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you can tell me anything,you insisted.in the same moment your knuckles made a home out of my skin,due to the naked truth.
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she lays on her bed, looking as if she's a delicate angel hovering slightly above her cloud
she throws her head back,
laughing at something you've..
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she lays on the unwelcoming concrete, smelling of cherry vanilla cola and potfingers hovering over the blood gushing from her nose, she smears it down..
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what I need to say is vital,
so please be prepared for something on the verge of hostile.I,I am not to be viewed through the eyes of someone who used..
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sitting in the iris of my perspective, I rip past love letters in halfI believe in love, only because I've seen it die time after timemy heart spins o..
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I am a star,
drifting aimlessly through the galaxies
trying to move feels like I'm deep beneath the ocean,
sinking faster and faster
I've been..
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I can see you spinning into blurry blobs of neon colors with me
I'm smiling so hard that it nearly hurts but I can't stop
your glittering pacifi..
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my eyes well up
it feels like we've flipped a coin to bid the events
it lands on tails as I watch your fist connect with my cheek
i close my eyes a..
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our hands slipped into place
I gazed at our reflection through the tinted bus window as your velvetine lips grazed my forehead
my cells turned into ..
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