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saniameherin
saniameherin
16/F i play with the rabbit holes of words, never finding the right one, so i write them all.
I could be a criminal hunting for your heart But before that happens, before I spoke You blinded me with your dirt I could be a criminal hunting for your heart But before I could make a move You picked a dagger and cut off my shirt I could be a criminal hunting for your heart But before I try to hold the dagger You jammed the wheels of the cart
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Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 3:02 AM UTC
"criminal"
i cry all night as his mind changes— change like the moon turns phases i hold on to my own burned laces the days are long at the end of my dresses please, let me go if you don't love me back i don't wanna know if you are burying our love in a sack.
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Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 5:03 PM UTC
sad
Sleepless nights and cigarettes I breathed in the pain, out the money Shaking on the floor, chewing rent rates Call me sweet thing, call me honey I keep on breathing in the pain Out the money that you keep chewing Dad don't appreciate girls this insane Before he appears, let's keep running...
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Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 10:17 PM UTC
sleepless nights and cigarettes
I took drugs all by myself Thought that it would help my brain But that don't know what's caring Knows that hurting is funner And now I'm a stoner Sorry, dad. My drunk custom haircut attracts much Dogs bark at my so called smoke such Burned... Sorry, mom. The boy you chose me to marry Ran away from me scarred My lady killers are like me Don't do lovely, we do hard Sorry, brother. I unlocked my chains Snuck through the drains Sped up crossing lanes Stripped with Lil Wayne I was forced to see the looks of me Every colors that I had been There were fakes, there were doses I saw expired written over my faces
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Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 10:38 PM UTC
expired
nights are some horrifying time, mom said. don't be awake, say hello to the bed. dusk refreshes her little mind and head; she crawls to the desk with her cheeks painted red she is inspired, she is pretty and pretty talented she writes her secret death rhymes when light's faded.
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Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 7:05 AM UTC
death rhymes
i walked through your ribcage looking for it, craving for your heart never mind me, it was never there you were just a heartless non living art. i fell for your garden of roses touched the thorns that made me bleed i skipped your love, leaving the gates looking for yet another heartless breed.
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Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 4:08 AM UTC
arts having no hearts
i'll pick up a rose to rose you tonight i don't care if the moon don't show off his light i'll walk the dark to rose you tonight i don't care if the thorns cut, let people die don't wait for me, i'll come at midnight kiss the stars last time as you close your eye you will wake up to my dead rose garden you will wake up to me rosing you goodbye.
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Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 7:27 AM UTC
rose you
we were at either side of the door you couldn't see me through the small keyhole but i could hear your crying from here because a part of me was resting in your pocket don't take the shirt off...
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Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 3:18 AM UTC
don't take it off