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 Apr 2014 y i k e s
KILLME
Music
 Apr 2014 y i k e s
KILLME
Harsh beats
brought me
to your
soft heart.
thank you
I used to daydream
That you had a TARDIS, and
You could really come.
 Apr 2014 y i k e s
aphrodite
Knowing is always better than not knowing.
                                                        ­                                               Every
                                                           ­                                                      single
                                                          ­                                                                 time.
Do you think ignorance is truly bliss?
**
 Apr 2014 y i k e s
aphrodite
1:24
 Apr 2014 y i k e s
aphrodite
Sleeping alone does a strange things to us,
and the dark distorts our view.
So don't believe the things you tell yourself so late at night
because none of it is true
.
A shorter version of a poem I previously posted, inspired by the song "Parachute" by Cheryl Cole.
 Apr 2014 y i k e s
aphrodite
Once angelic, now sounds like nails screeching against a chalkboard.
**
Can you run,
Your softened fingers,
Along the outskirts,
Of my brittle bones.

Push them down,
Until they jut out,
And pierce through,
My cracking skin.

Can you hold,
My head under,
The murky depts,
Of darkened water.

Sew my bleeding,
Lips together,
And make sure,
I cannot breathe.
 Apr 2014 y i k e s
KILLME
remnant
 Apr 2014 y i k e s
KILLME
words spilled like syrup
tasted sugar sweet
at first
but then
left a bitter residue
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