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It shines, slithers, and glitters,    the color, vibrance, and shimmer    blind with the lights. I can't look but my eyes crave its eyes. I can't touch but my hands need something to hold. I can't taste but I miss the taste of the blood of her heart. I can't hear but her voice screams and repeats: "Why don't you love me?" "Why don't you love me?" I can't smell but the instance of your essence triggers the memory of my drug-addicted love. I can't do many things but when I'm near you, I can breathe again. I can feel the warmth melting my frozen heart. I can feel the breeze under my wings as I jump to my death because loving you is my death. And I never want to feel alive again.
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 1:24 AM UTC
Alive
It shines, slithers, and glitters,    the color, vibrance, and shimmer    blind with the lights. I can't look but my eyes crave its eyes. I can't touch but my hands need something to hold. I can't taste but I miss the taste of the blood of her heart. I can't hear but her voice screams and repeats: "Why don't you love me?" "Why don't you love me?" I can't smell but the instance of your essence triggers the memory of my drug-addicted love. I can't do many things but when I'm near you, I can breathe again. I can feel the warmth melting my frozen heart. I can feel the breeze under my wings as I jump to my death because loving you is my death. And I never want to feel alive again.
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angelina-desh
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 1:24 AM UTC
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