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Jan 2017 · 273
your promises haunt me.
when I'm alone I hear the screams of forgotten promises.
that night, the sky screamed your name and wept more than I did.
Jan 2017 · 478
night, life giver.
I walked into the night, engulfed in moonlight & it was as if the stars knew me better than my mother.
Jan 2017 · 250
love homocide.
I'm drowning in all this love I hoped I'd give you, the love that's over here waiting for you to receive but I can't breathe anymore.

I'm so empty from all the nights you kissed " I love you " into my neck then ripped it off as soon as you got your pants off the floor.

I've been waiting for you to save me from my loneliness when I should've just saved myself from this crucifixion.
Jan 2017 · 174
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most nights I want to curl out of my skin and lick it's wounds.

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