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She wanted romance. I just wanted to fuck the stars out of her eyes.

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She was a broken sky, where stars never shine and butterflies die.
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She was simple. Like a poem, and always dressed in sunshine.
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Her memory still lingers, like a cockroach in my heart.
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She’s no rose. But in her I see the beauty of thorns.
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She wanted romance. I just wanted to fuck the stars out of her eyes.
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Break me. Until there’s nothing left and I’ll be free.
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She was only a collection of flaws and she was beautiful.
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If there’s never been a restraining order, it ain’t love.
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