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I said I never liked commitment , I've said it half my life . When you first met me I made it clear I was bitter and would only use you for the night.. You took me on broken and bruised and picked me up piece by piece . I told you you would cut yourself I will most defiantly leave. You looked at me and said it was okay because you needed new scars. You picked me up bit by bit , cut yourself on the shattered parts. Told me you loved me every day and every night. You never really knew if I heard you so you made sure to say it twice. Commitment was never for me you would always here me say. But you never quite understood how I could my ink my skin but not let you stay.
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 7:04 AM UTC
Ink my skin
I said I never liked commitment , I've said it half my life . When you first met me I made it clear I was bitter and would only use you for the night.. You took me on broken and bruised and picked me up piece by piece . I told you you would cut yourself I will most defiantly leave. You looked at me and said it was okay because you needed new scars. You picked me up bit by bit , cut yourself on the shattered parts. Told me you loved me every day and every night. You never really knew if I heard you so you made sure to say it twice. Commitment was never for me you would always here me say. But you never quite understood how I could my ink my skin but not let you stay.
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 7:04 AM UTC
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