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You are my everything... he filled my life with excitement, he was wonderful. sensational. breathtaking. But he is a wonderful fire in my lungs, and he won't stop burning until he's killed me I swore forever with him he is my sweetest pain, I am addicted to the pain, to the thought of loving him have you ever been burned? the type of burn that make you lay awake at night making you feel everything and nothing all at once, the burn that makes you love and hate yourself He is perfection to me, but he will burn me away until I am nothing but pieces of ash floating in the air waiting to be put back together but I never will if I keep turing back to the flame i need to let go of the dead rose, for his thorns will only cut me deeper. I need to let go of my sweetest addiction, my sweet pain, You.
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 5:31 AM UTC
my sweetest pain
You are my everything... he filled my life with excitement, he was wonderful. sensational. breathtaking. But he is a wonderful fire in my lungs, and he won't stop burning until he's killed me I swore forever with him he is my sweetest pain, I am addicted to the pain, to the thought of loving him have you ever been burned? the type of burn that make you lay awake at night making you feel everything and nothing all at once, the burn that makes you love and hate yourself He is perfection to me, but he will burn me away until I am nothing but pieces of ash floating in the air waiting to be put back together but I never will if I keep turing back to the flame i need to let go of the dead rose, for his thorns will only cut me deeper. I need to let go of my sweetest addiction, my sweet pain, You.
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 5:31 AM UTC
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