GOD, I’M SO FUCKING ANGRY AT YOU
WHY CAN’T MY ANGER SOUND PRETTY?
WHY ISN’T MY ANGER CHERRY BLOSSOMS
AND 4TH OF JULY FIREWORKS?
INSTEAD IT’S LIKE THE HOLE YOU MADE IN THE WALL
IT’S PERMANENT,
POINTLESS,
AND HARD TO IGNORE.
YOU TREATED ME LIKE GARBAGE
AND TOLD ME I WAS BEAUTIFULLY WRETCHED
THEN YOU KISSED ME
AND SAID YOU DIDN’T MEAN ANY OF IT
I KNEW SHOULDN'T BELIEVE YOU
BUT I DIDN’T KNOW NOT TO BELIEVE MY HEART.
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i’ve got a black hole in my chest and i’m sorry if you confused it for a heart but you’ll be fine as long as you don’t let it suck you in
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i cant stop meeting the same people in different bodies and i’m wondering how long it’ll take till i meet You again
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maybe one day God will stop hiding in silver hues and cherry lips and show make himself known to me.
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concept: me, floating on a small cloud, finally able to reach your lips without hurting my toes.
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I’ve met boys like you five too many times, and I’ve been hurt by boys like you far more times, but I just can’t help kissing you when you look at me as if I had stardust on my lips.
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