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I told her I loved her

she called me a liar

I set out to please her

she set me on fire

she's the reason I live

I'm the reason she dies

she's the reason I give

I'm the reason she cries

I'd **** for her

she'd **** me on sight

I just want to talk

she just wants to fight

the pain is exquite
I'm begging for more

but she don't even give me
that much anymore

to her, I'm a want

but to me, she's a need

but my love made her cry

*and her chains made me bleed
Golden sun on golden hair
The kind of girl you can follow
By the trail of broken hearts
And promises of passion
Fashionable fury
Magnificent monster
Devouring life
Devoted to lust
Desiring love

In my head I saw the cohort
Of lovers, past, present and future
Walking meekly by
Cherishing the whole lot
From first eye contact
To first touch
And even the crush
The smack on the head
That useless feeling of feeling useless

It’s hard not to make the same mistake
Even in a place so mundane
As you set a place like this
Ferociously on fire
Burning and battering
Heat and heart
Mesmerizing mess
Deviously destructing

The girl at the bus station
Promising a journey you’ll regret
And a morning after to forget
Sentimental slur
Like only a fool could feel
Heading in heart first
Ending up endangered
Feelings rearranged
Promises kept

The girl at the bus station
You know she’ll break your heart
And still you get aboard
Because life’s too short
Not to give in to sin
Sensual sacrificing
Dare to wear your heart
On a sleeve
Only to have it thrown away

So she transformed
From the girl at the bus station
Into the girl from that one memory
Of that horrible movie
And that passionate play
Hoping that it all
Proves to be a prequel
Of the story of a lifetime
About a girl at the bus station
And a fool who came to stay
When they asked him “Why do you love her?”
he said:
“Because she is beautiful, smart, has a great smile and is always there for me”
When they asked her “Why do you love him?”
she said:
“I have no idea why. I just do”.

*She was in love. He was not.
Im trying to decide
what it is that
I see in you
what it is that
makes me love you
Because really
you just make me tired
all of the time
I'm stressed
depressed
and overall in pain
just being with you
yet I can't help but stay
because theres something
I love about you
Its not so much your eyes
or your voice
though both of those
are wonderful
its not quite your smile
or your laugh
yet both of those
are sweet
I think its something deeper
calling me to you
and it causes me to stay
even though its rough
I believe its love itself.
I cannot decide which is worse:

The emptiness that love leaves behind
Or the loneliness of never loving again
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