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You are the name, trapped between my liars lips You are the sensation of scars Bumpy under my fingertips You are the memory of a dream Faded and out of focus You are the noose of reality around my neck Choking me You are the fire in my icy shell Cracking my shelter You are the monster under my bed Pulling me into a nightmarish helter skelter But I I am the flame The spark The memory of all those twisted things in the dark I am the calm of the storm But the eye of the hurricane And I loved you and I loved you I painted it for all the world to see With blood from my thighs And tears from my eyes But you weren't looking at me
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Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
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You are the name, trapped between my liars lips You are the sensation of scars Bumpy under my fingertips You are the memory of a dream Faded and out of focus You are the noose of reality around my neck Choking me You are the fire in my icy shell Cracking my shelter You are the monster under my bed Pulling me into a nightmarish helter skelter But I I am the flame The spark The memory of all those twisted things in the dark I am the calm of the storm But the eye of the hurricane And I loved you and I loved you I painted it for all the world to see With blood from my thighs And tears from my eyes But you weren't looking at me
#love#sad#lonely#dark
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joanna-ross
Scotland
Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
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