I can no longer
run and hide from this
this love,
so pure and crystiline
There's movement here
in my chest,
where my heart used to be
when it was new
and beating
I sweat and sin for this
drink my baby gone
and bleed for it
this sweet and sticky thing,
they call happiness
It's addicting
and I've always been a fool
for drugs
a sucker for a hit
strung out on kisses and sweaty palms
I'd be new for this
get clean and pray for it
for a chance to be new again
my feathers unruffled
and my hair untangled
No more make up smudges
black **** covering my eyes
waking up with tears
because that girl is gone
and this one's newly forming.
Oct 19, 2012
Oct 19, 2012 at 10:21 AM UTC
I can no longer
run and hide from this
this love,
so pure and crystiline
There's movement here
in my chest,
where my heart used to be
when it was new
and beating
I sweat and sin for this
drink my baby gone
and bleed for it
this sweet and sticky thing,
they call happiness
It's addicting
and I've always been a fool
for drugs
a sucker for a hit
strung out on kisses and sweaty palms
I'd be new for this
get clean and pray for it
for a chance to be new again
my feathers unruffled
and my hair untangled
No more make up smudges
black **** covering my eyes
waking up with tears
because that girl is gone
and this one's newly forming.
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