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2.0k · Aug 2014
12:02 am
Erosion Aug 2014
you said you'd drown in my tears

if it meant being with me

but you see, you were always under water

with one hand drowning in the density of my sobs

and the other over the surface holding her
1.4k · Jul 2014
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Erosion Jul 2014
you never cared

they say you never stutter to the things you call home, and i was never one to flinch to the sound of broken promises and holocaust

but then i met you

they warn us about the drugs in the streets and dangers of heights but I’ve never been warned that a drug can be a person, and that danger can be in your smile

i took inside me all your pains and we watched them burn within me together, and until today i still cough up ashes of the fire that lived under my skin

so why did we ever bleed the only love we had and covered the wounds in sheets of apathy

i saw even angels getting lost in the seams of your devilish smile

and now all i have left is my torrid burning throat and the walls that never listened

I’ve learned that everything i touch i shatter, too bad I’ve never touched your heart

and you never cared

oh if only i had more say to who my heart decides to love

but no, I’m always left a helpless slave to the pulsing inside my chest

and like athe voices in my head that cant stop screaming your name, i never slept or had enough of you

i craved the blood in your lips and the veins on your arms

i kissed you like i was drowning and you were air

i saw the light in you no matter what

like the dusk of the morning or an after storm

but you never cared

you never cared that i stock around

even when i realized you were more of poison than medicine to me

and i was so addicted to the way you made the hair on my arm prickle and the beat of my heart race

that i loved the toxic that was you

the toxic was killing me

you were killing me

but i never cared
1.3k · Aug 2014
Being with you
Erosion Aug 2014
you made me forget how to love,
and there was not much i was left proud of.

you carried me through a hurricane's reform,
but left me a stray during the after storm.

you held me at night when i cried,
but held her as much as i.

you left me thinking you were my armour, you were the one,
but you knew this wasn't a battle i would've won.

*so let me tell you something my love, don't you ever hold a butterfly and tell her she's beautiful if your eyes are laid on many more of her kind.

— The End —