November 29, 2017

His eyes like fire, 

Burned holes in my sky,

Tore me apart,

But who am I kidding, I love his tinted heart


He has blood on his hands,

And lost souls on a black string,

Fingers like ice,

And candy like poision


If you ever see me,

Don't tell him I put that knife in his back,

Don't tell him I ripped out his lungs,

And dunked him in cold, icy water while he was in deep sleep,

And don't tell him those sleeping pills were from me,

Don't tell him I sewed up the hole connecting him to earth,

Don't tel him I sickened those firey hounds of his,


Because I love him...honestly

So don't tell hm I planted a kiss on his cheek in his sleep

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