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Apr 2016
walking in silence.
Not breathing,
not doing anything
but walking.
I have the taste of blood,
for biting my lip too hard.
I see your face,
making thoughts pass my mind.
I can't fathom the things that have happened.
The demons I have conquered
to be here.
I walk.
I see you.
My heart stops a little
as I find myself
face to face
with you
The suspension is killing me.
You are looking me in the eyes.
Your beauty captivates me.
If there was a way for me to love you,
oh wouldn't you tell me?
I am hearing myself
"roses are red
violets are blue"
and I curse myself,
for sweating this much.
I want to hold your hand tight,
tell you that I love you,
and leave into the night sky,
hoping you will come and chase me.
Here I am,
heart stopping
because this whole time
I haven't taken a single breath.
I fall,
flowers in hand
for *you
Błeeding Dįamøndš
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Błeeding Dįamøndš  16/M/Denver, Colorado
(16/M/Denver, Colorado)   
     ---, elizabeth, Petal and Stephan
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