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I’m looking through The label-maker To find one that Might fit me. Do you have Anything in A 34-26-38, A little here, A little there, ..

The pen bleeds. I am self-destructing. A phoenix, Falling further down Rather than rising From the ashes Of your heart. What have I done? ..

Telling me you’re Having trouble letting go Brings me to tears Of the saltiest type. Maybe, just maybe, We’re not meant to part, Not..

The walls are crumbling And the foundation is cracked But let’s establish something, shall we, Of how anything more Just isn’t meant..

Parallel lives were perpendicular lines For a moment in time, Then the camera flashed And the second hand stopped, So I stepped outside my body ..

I heard the phone, I saw your name, I didn’t answer. I’m so scared to lose your love By things I can’t control, I’d rat..

“It’s been a long journey,” Said I, without a surprise, A long journey, I say now, On the road to self-destruction To abuse an..

Love; They say it’s all you need, But love I’ve achieved And still there’s something Hanging over my head underneath A dead e..

Darkness falls, And I call. You answer And we argue. I criticize. You apologize, Crawling Through the window Of my upstairs bedroom, Carefu..

If I know her like I know I do, She’s sitting in a Greyhound Station, Wondering if she wants to leave, Going nowhere fast. The past and ..