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We are only beautiful monsters, dreaming of god.

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I’m wrong but I’m real.
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This heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.
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She was an artist on top of me, and soaked my sheets with poetry.
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Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.
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She could be anything. But she’s just a girl with a broken heart.
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