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like a cigarette, ignited and raised to your scornful lips
you made me your addiction
and i let you consume me
Baby girl
I know it's hard
It's going to be like this for a while
That blade isn't your friend
It's not your fault
Yet you still cut
It hurts me to see your scars.
Up and down your arms
Your legs
One across your throat

Baby girl
It's not your fault
That you're hurting
So much that you hurt yourself
Everyone has problems
I'm sorry everyone sees yours

Baby girl
Your flaws are perfect for me
You don't need to worry
You are mine
Even though you don't know
You are falling for that guy
That guy that isn't worth you
He doesn't understand you like I do

Baby girl
I need you
I love you
This is from my late best friend. xc I found it in our messages.
The first time I loved ,
Time turned into temperature ,
Each second galloping towards an intergalactic ice age .

I shivered ,
Darkness withered ,
you showed me delight.
Here, in my darkest hour,
I've found you; a beautiful flower.
And everything I've been waiting for,
Turned out to be something much, much more.
There is no sun to shine,
Upon this beauty, of which I hope to call mine.
You light up, a burning ember,
And into your flame, I surrender.
I invite you in, arms held wide,
Because eternity begins, with you by my side.
To drown
You don't need water
To suffocate you to death
You don't need the ocean
To drain your every breath

To drown
You just need to feel
Happy and sad and mad
You just need to be
Alone and lost and scared

To drown
In a sea of emotions
To drown
And die and still broken
I’m sick and tired of being that friend
the one everyone turns to and the one
who has to sort out everyones problems
i’m sick of being everyones punching bag
but i’m that friend who will always be there
and help you through your problems
even when I’m feeling like **** myself
can I for once be the one to be asked
if I’m okay?

*(s.m)
I'm a wannabe thief.
I want to steal things from you.
Like a sweater or a shirt.
A glance, a lighter, your glasses.
To steal a kiss would make me the happiest man on Earth.
But most of all I want to steal your heart...
and never let go.
But I'm just a wannabe.
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