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Runaway, Feel the pain Taste the rain For me. Catch each drop to wash away All the moments that we kissed. You were always sorry, I was never amused. Read it through Drink this Forget my name, Please. Drain your thoughts to your ears, Let them spill this liquid that thrills Wait, let me spill my guts to you So that you can fall harder. Punch the wall Bruise your hand Make marks For her to see. Caress her porcelain skin With your black and blue hands Abraded and rough, maybe it's enough But now she thinks you're brave. Bleeding blisters Metallic taste Waste of space That pretty face. Tear it to pieces that you can't read Strokes of wet red for all to see Just lay back down in the ground And try to sleep.
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 1:32 AM UTC
Rain, liquor, bruised and bleeding
Runaway, Feel the pain Taste the rain For me. Catch each drop to wash away All the moments that we kissed. You were always sorry, I was never amused. Read it through Drink this Forget my name, Please. Drain your thoughts to your ears, Let them spill this liquid that thrills Wait, let me spill my guts to you So that you can fall harder. Punch the wall Bruise your hand Make marks For her to see. Caress her porcelain skin With your black and blue hands Abraded and rough, maybe it's enough But now she thinks you're brave. Bleeding blisters Metallic taste Waste of space That pretty face. Tear it to pieces that you can't read Strokes of wet red for all to see Just lay back down in the ground And try to sleep.
veronica-emilia
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 1:32 AM UTC
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