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I never imagined
you'd be the first
To take my beating heart
and drink it with such thirst
I'm face to face
with a vampire
Unsure of how cold to leave me
See it was you
who turned me a pale blue
And left the bite mark
on my chest
Only to reside in
the coldest depths
Of a hardly heartfelt memory
I know boys
Such petty creatures
Making girls swoon with a caress of the neck
I know boys
With off-putting features
Reaching for the supple warmth of a breast
I know a boy
Whom in fact I once loved
Fixing breaking mending taking trying not to cut
I know a boy
Who should watch as he does
For girls are not known to keep their mouths shut
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­I'm not with it tonight
I can feel the electricity
Sparking hairs on my wrists
Knowing it's gonna get lonely
On a high for days; it doesn't matter to you
That there will be a fall, a major drop, that will consume
It's one thing to give a ****
It's another to respect
That maybe there's more to the feelings of the one you love
Than one might ever expect.
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You've ****** the life out of me
Everything that made me feel good about myself
You now use against me
I helped you I supported you I made sure you could stand
Now it's like you don't want what's left of me
When all you needed
was my hand
Shallow breathing and bad circulation
Asthma and Bipolar disorder type 2
Clingy and dependent at the same time distant
Anxiety and a whole lot of love for **you
  Jul 2015 Lachrymose and Lies
Joe Cole
Not of a ***** and opened mouth snog
On some suntan oil stinking beach
But rather holding hand's under the moon
And just the gentle brush of lips on my cheek
Barely clad bodies under the sun
Baring their all to those who would look
No, just soft gentle curves left for imagination
To think of pleasures to come
After all there is no hurry to capture your love
For if its true your true love will come
And fourty years later you'll still be holding hands
Under a bright lovers moon
What a load of sentimental junk
Of all the people you could curl up to at night
You chose me
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