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Mar 2015
theres no such thing as being too far away
at least not in my book;
turn a blind eye to your feelings
and paint on a smile
because the world's a ****** place and there ain't nothing anyone can do about it.
I could run a hundred miles but I can never get far enough
you're still here, there, everywhere.
I'm out of breath by the time I see your face and I don't know if I should punch you or kiss you..
See, its that distance I crave
that dissociation from everyone
I want to wake up one day and not have to see your insufferableΒ Β face Imprinted in my mind.
I'm sorry I'm not sorry, but I think instead of an apology I'll stick with the *******'s
and go to hell's.
don't get attached to me not now not ever
And save your I love you's for somebody that needs them
Because you're going to wake up one day and ill be gone, or as some may call it.

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Kill me slowly
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Kill me slowly
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