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Rally the horses, Tally the corpses, Go manic and shoot off your body like it's a gun, The walls bleeding bright red, dripping into puddles on the bed, I always tell myself that I wasted so much time, but time is irrelevant when everything feels dead, 60 seconds 60 minutes 60 ****** knives, we both lead such ****** ****** lives And she said I know it's hard but this will get better This will get better I remember when you told me you were going to set the whole ******* world on fire, what happened? I remember when you stopped and regretted it and I remember holding onto all of it as much as I could because I knew you couldn't handle any of it, not anymore Go supernova and leave them all in your wake, A no good do gooder drunk through the relapse with broken teeth, You were always here but it never seemed like you were enjoying even a minute, Emotional asphyxiation is such a heavenly way to die but you're the apple of my eye and as much as I don't want to, I need to say it And she said I know it's hard but this will get better This will get better I never stopped to ask you how you were feeling because every time I stopped you just told me to keep going and I'm done with it, You get the jist, Tried eating and I just get sick, Tried sleeping but the bad dreams never end, Sipping yellow paint, filled with yellow haze, In a craze I'm in a maze and my head won't rest, Hate being happy, being sad is the ******* best, I'm sorry Broken poet, baptized and drenched in Sisyphus, Beaten ****** pessimist, I wanna fight it but I'm too much of a pacifist, Brittle even with vitamins, I never knew disaster could look like this, I digress, I'm ****** twisted and you all can't get enough of it, Keep em comin 'til I drown in my own spit, The way you're talking makes you sound like a ****** lunatic but ******* I can't seem to get enough of it I need you, I shouldn't say this but I need to Toxicity's filling my veins and the numbness is clogging my arteries, You can't swim well in a dead sea I tried to fight through the fog of your feelings but it was too dense to see, anything, I never knew you had such a lust for blood until I saw the fangs, Inside of us are such broken pretty things You were such a broken pretty thing and I need you, I said it, *I ****** need you* It's been soaking for a while now and I think it's best it finally bled through, I'm finally realizing you were right when you said it was for the best that we were through I shouldn't have said this, but I needed to
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Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 1:49 AM UTC
I Shouldn't Have, But I Needed To
Rally the horses, Tally the corpses, Go manic and shoot off your body like it's a gun, The walls bleeding bright red, dripping into puddles on the bed, I always tell myself that I wasted so much time, but time is irrelevant when everything feels dead, 60 seconds 60 minutes 60 ****** knives, we both lead such ****** ****** lives And she said I know it's hard but this will get better This will get better I remember when you told me you were going to set the whole ******* world on fire, what happened? I remember when you stopped and regretted it and I remember holding onto all of it as much as I could because I knew you couldn't handle any of it, not anymore Go supernova and leave them all in your wake, A no good do gooder drunk through the relapse with broken teeth, You were always here but it never seemed like you were enjoying even a minute, Emotional asphyxiation is such a heavenly way to die but you're the apple of my eye and as much as I don't want to, I need to say it And she said I know it's hard but this will get better This will get better I never stopped to ask you how you were feeling because every time I stopped you just told me to keep going and I'm done with it, You get the jist, Tried eating and I just get sick, Tried sleeping but the bad dreams never end, Sipping yellow paint, filled with yellow haze, In a craze I'm in a maze and my head won't rest, Hate being happy, being sad is the ******* best, I'm sorry Broken poet, baptized and drenched in Sisyphus, Beaten ****** pessimist, I wanna fight it but I'm too much of a pacifist, Brittle even with vitamins, I never knew disaster could look like this, I digress, I'm ****** twisted and you all can't get enough of it, Keep em comin 'til I drown in my own spit, The way you're talking makes you sound like a ****** lunatic but ******* I can't seem to get enough of it I need you, I shouldn't say this but I need to Toxicity's filling my veins and the numbness is clogging my arteries, You can't swim well in a dead sea I tried to fight through the fog of your feelings but it was too dense to see, anything, I never knew you had such a lust for blood until I saw the fangs, Inside of us are such broken pretty things You were such a broken pretty thing and I need you, I said it, *I ****** need you* It's been soaking for a while now and I think it's best it finally bled through, I'm finally realizing you were right when you said it was for the best that we were through I shouldn't have said this, but I needed to
richie-vincent
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Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 1:49 AM UTC
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