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Even For Me.

I’d rather be blind than see the heat of your gaze But no matter how many times I stitch my eyes together, your oceans rush in and scald my lids to lava Lashes ignite and embers decorate my cheeks with flaring freckles Fire licks the blood from my veins and flames drip down my teeth Anger sticks to my oxygen, making smoke runs its lips along the walls of my lungs The skies in your irises suffocate me faster than the rope I feel like tying around my neck sometimes You were impossible, even for me... But its hard to forget the way you set my soul on fire And the searing splendor of your lips burning tattoos onto my skin I break when I see crimson shadows of Rage trailing close behind Love's ruby footsteps It reminds of the ashes that have made a home in my chest where my heart used to be
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emma-jacobson
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emma-jacobson
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Sep 20, 2011
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