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Here
We
Are
Another
Two A.M.
Game
Of
*******
Only
Instead
Of
Cards
We're
Using
Words
And­
Feelings
You can do what you like,
but don't lie to me.
I hate a liar.

*I didn't sleep with her last night

I'm not embarrassed by you

I forgot

I didn't want to hurt you

I'm sorry

I want to be with you

I'll come back for you

I love you
Don't lie to me.
There's nothing I hate more.
I
h
a
v
e
f
e
e
l
i
n
g
s
that
form
thou
ghts,
that
form
words,
that          form
sente            ­     nces,
that                       form
rope,                         which
ties                               itself
into a                            noose.
Your                         ­     words
are also                    a rope,
that saves me from
drowning.
Sorry if you can't read it.
Kinda.
I stand on top of my little world
And scream his name
Over and over.
The absence, the want
They drive me insane,
And I wait for the day
I hear the hills echo back
My name.
If only I knew what name to yell... :/
Your skin is covered with scars you wish you didn't make…
promises you throw into the lake.
And your brain is full of self-pity,
and your thoughts are getting gritty.

Why would you take a perfectly good body.
Just to throw it away on razor blades.
Your body is growing weaker with each etch into your skin.
But it can’t make you feel again.

— The End —