One time I shot your name into my veins because I wanted to feel you enter my bloodstream.
One time I carved your name so hard into my flesh that it hit my brittle bones leaving the mark of “So and so was here"
I wrote your name onto my wall with a sharpie got drunk and punched it so hard that it bled onto my knuckles leaving sharp cuts of your name surrounded with broken bones.
One time I filled my tub so high with water, slipped in, laid my head under water, and whispered your name out as the water filled my lungs and I choked on your name.
I then realized your name was like suicide so I started to forget your name day by day and now you are a face without a name and it hurts less and less each day.
Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 6:15 PM UTC
One time I shot your name into my veins because I wanted to feel you enter my bloodstream.
One time I carved your name so hard into my flesh that it hit my brittle bones leaving the mark of “So and so was here"
I wrote your name onto my wall with a sharpie got drunk and punched it so hard that it bled onto my knuckles leaving sharp cuts of your name surrounded with broken bones.
One time I filled my tub so high with water, slipped in, laid my head under water, and whispered your name out as the water filled my lungs and I choked on your name.
I then realized your name was like suicide so I started to forget your name day by day and now you are a face without a name and it hurts less and less each day.
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