Oct 2013
You make me bleed
When I can't hear you speak.
You make me cry
When you don't lie.
You make me ache
When your intentions aren't fake.
Don't get my hopes up.
Then shoot me.
When I can't hear you speak.
You make me cry
When you don't lie.
You make me ache
When your intentions aren't fake.
Don't get my hopes up.
Then shoot me.
(21/M/Salt Lake City)
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