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Dear **** boys Lies have become a custom to me. I heard so many and told many more. I take extra long showers now with boiling hot water, hoping to cleanse this skin. Hoping to erase this sin. I tell myself i'm over it but my heart still yearns it still burns with a passion only you could ignite. A blaze that's taken over my soul. I feel trapped, stuck in a black hole. I'm going no where im lost. I tell myself i will never talk to him again. I tell myself we can just be friends. It's my fault, I'm the one to blaim. I bought into it. I ran like a moth to the flame. And like a moth I got burned. Dear **** boy why am I so excited, my heart beats fast I feel pleasure and fear at the same time. I feel like i'm about to commit a crime. Dear **** boy When you said Netflix and chill I was unaware there would be no Netflix . Plus your definition of chill doesn't seem to be adding up to my thesaurus. Dear **** boy Where have you gone I've been calling and texting but you still haven't picked up the phone. When you said let's be friends was this a signal for the end. Dear **** boy what is heartbreak… Don’t know here's the answer loving you.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 3:31 PM UTC
Dear **** Boy
Dear **** boys Lies have become a custom to me. I heard so many and told many more. I take extra long showers now with boiling hot water, hoping to cleanse this skin. Hoping to erase this sin. I tell myself i'm over it but my heart still yearns it still burns with a passion only you could ignite. A blaze that's taken over my soul. I feel trapped, stuck in a black hole. I'm going no where im lost. I tell myself i will never talk to him again. I tell myself we can just be friends. It's my fault, I'm the one to blaim. I bought into it. I ran like a moth to the flame. And like a moth I got burned. Dear **** boy why am I so excited, my heart beats fast I feel pleasure and fear at the same time. I feel like i'm about to commit a crime. Dear **** boy When you said Netflix and chill I was unaware there would be no Netflix . Plus your definition of chill doesn't seem to be adding up to my thesaurus. Dear **** boy Where have you gone I've been calling and texting but you still haven't picked up the phone. When you said let's be friends was this a signal for the end. Dear **** boy what is heartbreak… Don’t know here's the answer loving you.
Veshalyamoriee
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Veshalyamoriee
19/F
Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 3:31 PM UTC
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