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Break me. Until there’s nothing left and I’ll be free.
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A lot of ugly people hide behind beautiful eyes. A lot of things are only lies.
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Love lives. and dies. as fast as butterflies.
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She was an artist on top of me, and soaked my sheets with poetry.
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Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes, it’s just poetry.
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There’s this thing that hurts inside me all the time. Because I know what’s coming.
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Always falling but not for anything.
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She’s just a girl. But her pussy makes me see god.
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Late nights. Poetry. Cigarettes. and a wounded heart, trying to forget you.
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