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Sep 2014
Everyone loves
And we all love with fervor, with ferocity
And maybe it's on accident
And maybe it's written in the stars
But everyone loves
And we know it's not right
It's stupid, pointless, reckless, self-destructive
We love and it rips us apart from the inside out
The butterflies have sharp-edged swords for wings
And slice our stomachs in the best and worst way
And we sacrifice so much of ourselves
And we think nothing of it
Just to see that person smile for half a second
And maybe it's appreciated
Maybe no one even notices
But everyone loves
We paint murals on the walls of our hearts with colors we can only see in that person's presence
And we cover them up with black sheets and maybe black paint
But they're still there
And maybe it's desperate
And maybe it's destroying us
But everyone loves
Yes, the world is broken
And it's bleeding and bruised and all around collapsing before us
It's absolutely crazy and we're sinking in it
But we aren't daunted
And maybe we all die some day
And maybe that will even be today
But everyone loves
And maybe those we love disappear
And maybe they're forever carved into our bones
But everyone loves
And maybe I'm wrong
And maybe it all ends ******
But everyone loves
And everyone loves wrong
Scarlet London
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Scarlet London
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   Erenn and ryn
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