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Dec 2017
I'm scared that my love is a toxin
That it will slowly ****
Anything it dare touches
Affecting the heart
Possibly shutting it down
But I only want to love you
My dear I promise not to hurt you

I'm toxic to you
My touch will freeze you
My kiss will steal your breath
My love will be your end
I can't let myself be in love
Not when I know it will end

The same way it did before

With my lovers blood on my hands
   Your blood on my hands
       And a broken heart at my feet
Thicket of Thoughts
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Thicket of Thoughts  20/F/Where I'm Supposed To Be
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