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i'm a siren. i'm not the sound of the ambulance, rushing to save you i'm not going to sweep you off your feet, onto a stretcher i'm not going to give you mouth to mouth beyond late night swatches of my lipstick on your lips i'm not the iv drip filling your veins, or your heart i make your heart flutter but i'm not your defibrillator and with the electric shock comes burn marks on your chest, mimicking the burn marks i left on you and i'm sorry that i'm a siren.
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Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 2:36 PM UTC
hey sailor
i'm a siren. i'm not the sound of the ambulance, rushing to save you i'm not going to sweep you off your feet, onto a stretcher i'm not going to give you mouth to mouth beyond late night swatches of my lipstick on your lips i'm not the iv drip filling your veins, or your heart i make your heart flutter but i'm not your defibrillator and with the electric shock comes burn marks on your chest, mimicking the burn marks i left on you and i'm sorry that i'm a siren.
nataliev2
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Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 2:36 PM UTC
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