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With her, the world becomes art.

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I gave her address to my soul. Ans she fucked the mailman.
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Address Herself Mail Man Soul
She wanted love. So I fed her, inch by inch.
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Fed Herself Love Myself Sex
I’m wrong but I’m real.
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Myself Reality Wrong
Break me. Until there’s nothing left and I’ll be free.
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Break Freedom Myself
She was a broken sky, where stars never shine and butterflies die.
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Break Butterfly Death Shine Sky
There’s a strange beauty in her. She shines like hell.
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Beautiful Hell Herself Shine Strange
She was an artist on top of me, and soaked my sheets with poetry.
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Artist Myself Poetry Sex
She was only a collection of flaws and she was beautiful.
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Beautiful Collection Flaw Herself
I wake to find her there, with glowing eyes and tangled hair. She is my sunrise.
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Eyes Glow Hairs Myself Surprise Wake Up
She was simple. Like a poem, and always dressed in sunshine.
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Herself Poem Simplicity Sunshine
Overcoming guilt, its the first step to doing it again.
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Deep Guilty Let Go Repeat
True love is letting her know that her ass really does look fat in those jeans.
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Appearance Funny Herself Love True
I liked her simplicity. She wanted coffee and orgasms.
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Coffee Herself Simplicity
Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.
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Break Up Heart Herself Summer
Always falling but not for anything.
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Attitude Fall One Liner
We are only beautiful monsters, dreaming of god.
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Beautiful Dreams God Monster

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