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Dec 2014
i slice my flesh
and watch myself bleed.
you've stolen my heart,
and i've been left with this key.
no door's handles to turn and no locks to unlock.
it is worthless, and
all i have is memories twisting into thoughts.
i'll climb on top
and moan and groan and pant.
you're always on the bottom,
this is a bad, bad romance.
kiss my neck and bite my skin.
love is so terrible,
it's a beautiful thing.
scratch my back and leave red lines,
give me those pills,
let's crush it up and sniff,
we'll be just fine.
rendezvous and mystery,
what a mix.
though this is exciting,
there are some things,
*** can't fix.
it won't bring back the dead
or let me rest my head at night
without an evil thought in sight.
oh ****,
i'm going to miss my flight.
i'll sneak out the window,
down the fire escape.
don't come running after me,
you will be way too late.
Lana Leandoer
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