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nikkachu
nikkachu
I am sick and tired of screaming your name every time i reach the bottom of the bottle while you are probably in bed screaming hers.
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Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC
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I don't want to go to sleep with you on my mind, I want to go to sleep with you in my bed. Hell is right here Waking up at 3am without you. Your lips are the only thing I want to taste in the morning, Your legs intertwined with mine between sheets. Sometimes we held hands when we ****** Because as rough as I was with your body, I'm always gentle with your heart. Maybe you are Maybe you are Worth every mile Between us
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Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 12:07 PM UTC
this is ****
In the winter time When the tourists are gone The sea is so frightening It turns people to stone It's unforgiving and ruthlessly cruel Can't you feel it calling to you? It wants to drag you out and pull you under I want to let myself Go out and under The big, Angry Waves
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Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC
Angry Waves
I put my mother through hell, I hurt my father as well, I've been thinking about killing myself, Would you mind? I love you, Do you mind? I'll do whatever you tell me to In the dark You put a gun to my head, Said you wanted to paint the walls with my blood, You said you'd teach me the meaning of 'fast' You know you'll always be the king, The king of dust, You don't mind. I don't really wanna know what's good for me, And I might die from all of this, But at least I killed the pain Cover me in poetry, That you'll one day want to set aflame I'm torn apart, Rebuild me with your the tip of your tongue, I don't mind.
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Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 4:50 PM UTC
Do you mind?
You've been drinking like the world is going to end, And I've been counting the freckles on your face Connecting them to make pictures or new constellations. Your eyes look like the sky At 6 pm in August On a Friday evening. When I'm asked to describe home, I always almost say your name. People expect me to say a **** place, But I've felt more at home with you Than I ever did in my own house. And I'm always high On heels, pills, ***** or in spirits But you didn't even look at me the last time you said you loved me And **** If that didn't feel like the end of the world
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Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 4:33 PM UTC
Friday