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Repulsive and cruel, Laying with an arm round me An arm that is literally spitting False phrases one moment as though I'm the king of the jews. god is dead. and my entire life you will always be a piece of the shattered boy the one who used to daydream of stories only told by hopeless cries.​ problem is you cannot hear the weeping in their words that stream out their fragile hands. Now spitting ugly and hurtful language, That just tears me up, And once you step out the doorway, The saline filled liquid starts. I'm trying to distance myself, But how do I manage that? How many more lies can you narrate while you keep my loving heart? Do you really think I don't recognize and your love will bring me anything?​ After all I have suffered.​ How many more painful days I simply wanted your dreams forever but apparently my life isn't anything certainly unworthy of admiration, or unconditional love.
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 10:30 PM UTC
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Repulsive and cruel, Laying with an arm round me An arm that is literally spitting False phrases one moment as though I'm the king of the jews. god is dead. and my entire life you will always be a piece of the shattered boy the one who used to daydream of stories only told by hopeless cries.​ problem is you cannot hear the weeping in their words that stream out their fragile hands. Now spitting ugly and hurtful language, That just tears me up, And once you step out the doorway, The saline filled liquid starts. I'm trying to distance myself, But how do I manage that? How many more lies can you narrate while you keep my loving heart? Do you really think I don't recognize and your love will bring me anything?​ After all I have suffered.​ How many more painful days I simply wanted your dreams forever but apparently my life isn't anything certainly unworthy of admiration, or unconditional love.
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 10:30 PM UTC
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