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I swear if I were to rip myself open, it wouldn’t be blood that poured out of me, it would be him.

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I breathe him in so deep that when he is gone I exhale and taste him again.
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I could lose myself in you or die blissfully, trying.
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I write because suicide is no longer an option.
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You were a lifetime ago, yet here I am, still pulling pieces of you out of me.
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On paper I have killed you a thousand times but my heart disregards clever words.
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He was exactly like hitting a red light during a killer streak of green.
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You load your words as I bare my chest, and this will be the most beautiful death.
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Pleasure or pain; I’ll take either as long as it is laced with passion.
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I drink to the ones that can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
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How recklessly we turn from strangers and blindly back to lovers, to nothing.
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