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Tell me to leave. Make me leave you. I’m too selfish to relinquish solace and go myself, and too weak to watch you walk away from me. Our light has turned into a shadow, grown dark and heavy It has cast itself over our heads, slowly resting more and more of its weight on our shoulders Too many nights the moon and stars have become witnesses to the dimming of your brilliant glow, and the flickering of my dying spark Night after night, helplessly watching us make our desperate attempts to rid ourselves of the burdens we’ve been carrying on our backs. I know you don’t want to but, baby, our light is fading fast And it needs to breathe, but we’re both too busy holding our breath to even think about coming up for air So, baby, unless we do something quick, we’re gonna burn out. So tell me to leave. Because I won’t do it unless you ask me to And I could never tell you to go But if we stay any longer, our troubles will become a load far too heavy for our cold bones to bear we’ll shrivel in the frigid air Tell me to leave. We’re all out of quick fixes, and neither of us have the right tools needed for a full repair. Don’t, and we’ll start to ignore our problems like they are broken pieces of furniture Until we are lying to ourselves, pretending that we still work and hoping our guests don’t notice. Our fire which once burned so bright and fervently will have become as useless as a gasless heater I know you don’t want to but, baby, you’re stronger than me The fire is out It’s dark and we don’t have any flashlights, because we never needed them to help us see Until now So tell me to leave you. Please, tell me. Because we love each other too much for our own good Make me leave you. Our light has burned out, and we’re choking on the smoke
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 1:47 AM UTC
Oxygen Thieves
Tell me to leave. Make me leave you. I’m too selfish to relinquish solace and go myself, and too weak to watch you walk away from me. Our light has turned into a shadow, grown dark and heavy It has cast itself over our heads, slowly resting more and more of its weight on our shoulders Too many nights the moon and stars have become witnesses to the dimming of your brilliant glow, and the flickering of my dying spark Night after night, helplessly watching us make our desperate attempts to rid ourselves of the burdens we’ve been carrying on our backs. I know you don’t want to but, baby, our light is fading fast And it needs to breathe, but we’re both too busy holding our breath to even think about coming up for air So, baby, unless we do something quick, we’re gonna burn out. So tell me to leave. Because I won’t do it unless you ask me to And I could never tell you to go But if we stay any longer, our troubles will become a load far too heavy for our cold bones to bear we’ll shrivel in the frigid air Tell me to leave. We’re all out of quick fixes, and neither of us have the right tools needed for a full repair. Don’t, and we’ll start to ignore our problems like they are broken pieces of furniture Until we are lying to ourselves, pretending that we still work and hoping our guests don’t notice. Our fire which once burned so bright and fervently will have become as useless as a gasless heater I know you don’t want to but, baby, you’re stronger than me The fire is out It’s dark and we don’t have any flashlights, because we never needed them to help us see Until now So tell me to leave you. Please, tell me. Because we love each other too much for our own good Make me leave you. Our light has burned out, and we’re choking on the smoke
I know this one kinda ***** but I had been studying been for 5 straight hours and counting before suddenly stopping to write this. Soooo, please don't judge my mediocrity too harshly :) Your kindness is greatly appreciated lol
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 1:47 AM UTC
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