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This is good for you. Death is a thing of beauty, and it needs to be executed in such a way that does it justice.

T.L. Martin

I felt it. I heard the snap of my heart tearing in half. It wasn’t a messy, dirty rip like I’d expected, but a smooth, clean line that knew just where to break to hurt me the most.
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Break Cleaning Feeling Heart Heart Broken Hurt Myself
Darkness watches me from every angle. My only friend. From its own place within the silence, it speaks to me in a strange way.
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Angle Darkness Friendship Myself Place Silence Strange Talk
There’s nothing more dishonest than words.
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Honesty Word
I may be unhinged, but I’m constantly working to channel my urges. It never stops, the self-restraint, the need for more.
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Channel Myself Need Urge Work
Life is going to break your heart. Remember to say thank you.
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Break Heart Life Remember Thankful Yourself
Heartache is my constant companion, and we’re perfect for one another. Two co-dependent peas in a pod. My past and my future.
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Company Each Other Future Heart Broken Myself Past Perfection
He was unhinged. Shameless. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm.
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Cage Himself Key Right Shame Wrong
I don’t want to hide. Not from you.
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Hide Love Myself Relationship
There’s a reason we only hire blondes.
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Blonde Hire Reason
Art is a private piece of me.
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Art Myself One Liner Pieces Privacy
I’m a bird trapped in a self-made cage.
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Bird Myself Prison Trap
You are my blue crayon, the one I never have enough of, the one I use to color my sky.
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Blue Crayon Enough Myself Sky
Come to me in pieces and exist inside me whole.
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Existence Myself Pieces
You will eventually lose control, and when you do – when you lose every last shred of it until you can’t see red from black, right from wrong – I will be here. Ready to back you up, the way you should be doing for me.
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Control Lose Ready See Wrong Yourself
Madness, as you know, is like gravity. All it takes is a little push.
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Gravity Madness Myself
If there ever was a time not to be fragile, this is it.
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Fragile Time Vulnerable

This is good for you. Death is a thing of beauty, and it needs to be executed in such a way that does it justice.

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