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Cyanide Kisses and Blood Spills.Category: (general)
Monday, 25 July 2011
02:15:38 AM (GMT)
I love you because hearts can be broken with nothing but a tongue and because skin is more than just skin sometimes and because each crevice holds something scarlet in its shards when you're in love do you know what I mean? -------------- I tire of existing in purple rain with tied down 'we's' that you never wanted my heart aches too much without you you're in my head all too often -I swear you've become my sternum my breathtaking cancer the kind of vile, rotten Ran(cid) disease that will eventually kill me Slow plucking of strings burning paper in blue rooms of my blood that cannot rust into orange-red lipstains the blush on thighs -that was the love we shared The love that I claimed could not should not would never (and hadn't) existed -but when it entered into the ashes in logs I realized just how strong it burned for you -deep down in the ventricles of my trickling heart -the one you made bleed you out apologies that I never regretted never removed and always loved you through the rose tinted glasses of regret i dont give a fuck, im going to stay a child and believe you're not a lying backstabbing bastard, my dear.♥

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