People are dangerous
They send sickening, sweet words tumbling down your throat
And burn your skin as they engrave their favourite quotes
They kiss you on your soft spots, in quiet places with a tenderness too delicate
And leave little notes on your back bones and kneecaps with designs so intricate
They give you all of the stars in just one pair of dull eyes
And manage to remove all the grey clouds without touching the skies
They make you shed all your blood in just one night
And pick up your broken pieces without as much as a fright
They tangle their veins in the threads of your golden hair
And grow flowers in your lungs so that you have no air
They arrive with a wonder that leads you to believe that they’re lightening
And paint your world in such bold colours you finally see everything brightening
They turn your insides upside down, make your head spin around and your smile 3 times wider
And then they just leave. They ******* leave as if it’s the easiest thing to do, leave you to live in yourself as an outsider.
{My biggest fear is another}
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 4:36 PM UTC
People are dangerous
They send sickening, sweet words tumbling down your throat
And burn your skin as they engrave their favourite quotes
They kiss you on your soft spots, in quiet places with a tenderness too delicate
And leave little notes on your back bones and kneecaps with designs so intricate
They give you all of the stars in just one pair of dull eyes
And manage to remove all the grey clouds without touching the skies
They make you shed all your blood in just one night
And pick up your broken pieces without as much as a fright
They tangle their veins in the threads of your golden hair
And grow flowers in your lungs so that you have no air
They arrive with a wonder that leads you to believe that they’re lightening
And paint your world in such bold colours you finally see everything brightening
They turn your insides upside down, make your head spin around and your smile 3 times wider
And then they just leave. They ******* leave as if it’s the easiest thing to do, leave you to live in yourself as an outsider.
{My biggest fear is another}
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