April 25, 2011
By thatpaintedface BRONZE, Emmaus, Pennsylvania
thatpaintedface BRONZE, Emmaus, Pennsylvania
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Here we are in the silence again
Breathing out, breathing in
I inhale and your breath is like hatred
I smoke you like a cigarette
And now my lungs are filled with it

Encased in these four little towers
She writes her story on the wall
His eyes avoid the letters
Because guilt is an emotion he swore he'd never show

And now I carve your lies into my skin
I carve them in
And that promise that you didn't
is breaking me within
You broke in to me
Got inside and tore me apart
I swore I wouldn't let you in
Never again

I can't be a second choice anymore
The lonliness is taking over

The author's comments:
Inspired by a boy.

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