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Oct 2014
You make promises after you've already planned to break them, I know, but your tongue is as sweet as God's forbidden fruit.

I love you... I love you, so why can't I have you?

You kiss me and I am yours... Until I wake up, of course. I need you in my life.

Everyone knows that you are golden, but only I know that it is simply painted on.

You are hiding the weak, rusted boy you truly are with these false shades of gold.

So get out of my dreams and get out of my life, because I do not want you... I may need you, but I do not want you.

Take your beloved *** of golden paint with you when you leave and promise me that you won't ever return.

Please don't look back at me over your shoulder... No, never look back.

I hate you... I hate you, but I do not want to upset you with my tears over your departure.

Don't look so lost, golden boy. I'm just sad that I'm losing the one thing that I genuinely need. I'll get over it.

I hate you... I hate you for being so false, yet so irresistible.

You are not a man, golden boy. You are nothing but an imposter...

So tell me why **I love you.
Thomas EG
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Thomas EG  24/M/Ireland
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