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I need a stranger to burn their fingertips on my skin To leave the marks of their lips on mine Kisses that taste like sour wine Because they're not yours I need touch to get rid of the aching My heart has of you I crave your arms around me But instead I'll spend a night with someone I don't know Simply because it's easier than saying your name I wonder how many random people I will need to kiss For your existence to be washed away from my tongue by their saliva And I wonder how many sleepless nights I will have to spend with people I just met Just so I don't dream of you You are a nightmare that I keep reliving You have burned my insides with such a wild fire that could heat up the moon You have melted my walls down But god ****** Does the fire make me feel alive.
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Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 1:44 PM UTC
Burn me
I need a stranger to burn their fingertips on my skin To leave the marks of their lips on mine Kisses that taste like sour wine Because they're not yours I need touch to get rid of the aching My heart has of you I crave your arms around me But instead I'll spend a night with someone I don't know Simply because it's easier than saying your name I wonder how many random people I will need to kiss For your existence to be washed away from my tongue by their saliva And I wonder how many sleepless nights I will have to spend with people I just met Just so I don't dream of you You are a nightmare that I keep reliving You have burned my insides with such a wild fire that could heat up the moon You have melted my walls down But god ****** Does the fire make me feel alive.
do not say his name
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27/Genderqueer
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 1:44 PM UTC
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