You're
Like
A
Scar.
Puckered.
Not
Healing.
A
Wound
On
The
Inside.
Irritation.
Injury.
You'll
Be
The
Death
Of
Me.
And I don't care.
...
You're addictive.
I'm addicted.
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Forget him they say. It's easier said than done. Getting him out my mind. Needs a bullet and a gun. The tears of hatred fall. The desire of love fades. I gave my everything.
Why do I hate you. Because I love you. But you couldn't careless, So my life is a mess. Why do I hate you. Because I want you. When I try to make you smile, You drop my heart like it's out if style.
There are things that I have done and things I have undone. There are people that I have won and others who were just gone. There are times when I run and times where I stare at the sun.
You shot me through the heart With your cool unfeeling words Indifferent, harsh, and cruel What happened to lovebirds. We were beautiful...
And if I were to ever let you go, my life would be at peace. Ha. A funny thought darling. What would I do without a bloody chin. I would probably see through a clear lens, Instead of this blue shade.
It just crept up on me This feeling inside Just looking at you I cannot abide Every little thing Began to really grate Something I once loved Is now a thing to hate Your face was once A...
My heart is being ripped in two. My stomach is feeling it too. There was a love that was once strong. Now it is just dark and blue. My heart it beats still. But only for you. Which breaks me heart.
Fragments of fragments. Whirling in time. Now you are his. But soon you'll be mine. I'll gather you up. And collect you back in. Free from his black art. His infectious sin. You thought you broke it.
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