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My eyes were fire and they hurt But you were awfully chilly. If you just got a little closer, maybe- You told me I was beautiful And I knew it was a lie But it meant I was worth Lying to, didn’t it?- You said you’d fight till the end I pretended to believe you Pretended so hard I scalded my insides I said I was a bad dream An echo of the girl you wanted You chuckled and said you knew But you couldn’t, could you- You wanted an angel I gave you a harlot A Lohan Mary Magdalene Wrapped in a mask of candlelight. I didn’t mean to hurt you, Dear. I wish that wasn’t a lie I wish you were a fairytale And that I were not an Arsonist.
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
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My eyes were fire and they hurt But you were awfully chilly. If you just got a little closer, maybe- You told me I was beautiful And I knew it was a lie But it meant I was worth Lying to, didn’t it?- You said you’d fight till the end I pretended to believe you Pretended so hard I scalded my insides I said I was a bad dream An echo of the girl you wanted You chuckled and said you knew But you couldn’t, could you- You wanted an angel I gave you a harlot A Lohan Mary Magdalene Wrapped in a mask of candlelight. I didn’t mean to hurt you, Dear. I wish that wasn’t a lie I wish you were a fairytale And that I were not an Arsonist.
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
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