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I'm living for an end.
Not so life can take itself away from me
But so I can take myself away from it,
Because I hate the pain
And love it also.
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Get a gun,
Put it to my head,
And Pull the trigger.
Your heart warm as fire,
Your soul gold and life ash
Gives a weld that seals the cracks to My heart of glass.

So Please don't ever leave and Stay here with me through this storm
I'm so cold without you.
I just need the fire that's been keeping me warm.
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Normal; the thing she wants to maintain
Deranged; insane, She is.
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Light me up with a match but first poor the gasoline in my lungs,
So that I can inhale the acidic liquid from your mouth when we go to touch tips with our tongues ;

Burning holes through my heart as you tear this love apart.
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The ones you love the most
will break your heart once or twice
It's not because their evil
their human, they will mess up sometimes
The one you give your heart to
will disappoint you one day
It's not because they don't love you
their fighting demons that won't ever go away
The people you call your friends
will make mistakes that will upset you
It's not because they don't care about your friendship
it's just what they have to do
The sun won't always shine
sometimes it will rain
It doesn't mean something bad will happen
it's God's way of cleansing your pain
Your parents who you thought were perfect
may overstep their boundaries by telling you what to do
It's not because they doubt you
it's their way of saying that they care about you
The God you lean on 24/7
will cause you to hit rock bottom
It's not because he deserted you
it's the only way you will grow
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: November. 10, 2015 Tuesday 10:00 AM
I hold my breath to stop my lungs and think about what it'd be like to die young.
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