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lipstick stains and beyond at the backseat and all over my brain i missed the tears under the covers disappearing like little favours leave me alone i will close that track cross the threshold and mind the gap i vied for this this vile acridity this insane stupidity and i believe in the reverse of sense hoping tragedies like a sceptical god a symphony like sweet medicines to kick in when the lights rage in blood forget about me now my floral imprints blossoming on skin pretty in red and pink are nothing but butterfly memories fleeting and fugacious as cold as your kiss hug that jacket tighter and close both eyes the walk is shorter than this long drive but if your lips bruise or your fingers tire from singing back dear, i’ll douse the fire my gasoline’s empty and i’m almost out this is all falling apart so hold your mouth and when everything fades out slowly to music and black as you forget to listen you will find that i wiped away all of the evidence, and the lipstick stains are missing.
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 2:32 PM UTC
lipstick stains and gasoline brains
lipstick stains and beyond at the backseat and all over my brain i missed the tears under the covers disappearing like little favours leave me alone i will close that track cross the threshold and mind the gap i vied for this this vile acridity this insane stupidity and i believe in the reverse of sense hoping tragedies like a sceptical god a symphony like sweet medicines to kick in when the lights rage in blood forget about me now my floral imprints blossoming on skin pretty in red and pink are nothing but butterfly memories fleeting and fugacious as cold as your kiss hug that jacket tighter and close both eyes the walk is shorter than this long drive but if your lips bruise or your fingers tire from singing back dear, i’ll douse the fire my gasoline’s empty and i’m almost out this is all falling apart so hold your mouth and when everything fades out slowly to music and black as you forget to listen you will find that i wiped away all of the evidence, and the lipstick stains are missing.
Inspired by: Floral & Fading by Pierce The Veil
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boyonthebluemoon
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boyonthebluemoon
24/wvndering
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 2:32 PM UTC
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