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Aug 2016
I need a light,
I need a sign
I feel you ripping through my chest with a white hot knife
I fall on the rocks and feel the grind
You've let me down for the lucky thirteenth time
Tell me why,
And I'll tell you lies
Like our sky is blue and my hummingbird
flies
My chest is on fire
And my skin is too tight
I see a fault line in your amber eyes
Holding my wrists,
Should've been our night
Tell me why,
And baby I'll lie

I'll rip her to shreds,
For what you both did
I need to make marks so it won't happen again
Something that says I have the upper hand
Violent red fingerprints around two necks
It's either up in flames, or be a man
You better mean it when you reach for my ****** hands
That held my heart so I could sleep again
That locked in your hair on a dark blue bed
Who's knuckles you kissed when you asked me to dance
I swear to god if I hear that name again
The windows will rattle
The beams will bend
The clocks will fly from two to ten
How could you crush me after all that we said
I meant every word and every second I spent
Watching your mouth, curled into your chest,
Tracing the muscles on the back of your neck
Fighting myself to make sure we would last
You say what you mean
But don't mean what you said
You're an iron brand and I'm solid ice in your hands
Melt me down and freeze me again
Leave me then
Just leave me then
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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