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oni Sep 2015
she loves the things that cut her skin,
she loves the songs that make her cry,
she always falls the hardest
for the boys that make her want to die
everythings destructive if you love too deeply
oni Sep 2015
you were made of stars;
im honored you tore me apart.
oni Sep 2015
now that i have
discovered my fangs,
i hope my bite
is poisonous
i grovel until i strike
oni Sep 2015
cold hands
around my throat
dragging me under

i hold my breath
and clench my sheets
as if they were
an anchor

but when the wave hits
i am always swept away
how to explain mental illness
oni Sep 2015
i deserved the
whole universe
and you wouldnt
even give me
a single star
oni Sep 2015
she is nothing like you
but then again neither was i
and i am thankful for that
oni Sep 2015
why rot in hell
when you can rot anywhere

save the heat
for warming your bones
after the flesh has decayed
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