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to be a broken virtue in south with your could bones from legs which walked across borders in feign of my eyes to die in tears cry in essence for a missed oasis like my hands in your lap twisting tongues in hell i make …

I laid in darkness, in bed with the same song on repeat for hours. I wasn’t sad. I was happy because that’s what happiness was to me.

dipping in satan’s touch i surrender to essence of waves in minds on end where thoughts led us  to be with but without the devil in us i etch myself in sin cutting ribs to be within myself at night like i whisper to dem…

You choose darkness over light because one is the truth and one is the mask.

We’re transcending and I’m pacing for something more than this.

Some of our truths are scarier than our horrors.

i touch the tattoos on your neck because they’re the only thing which seems to make sense in this like your eyes used to on tuesday morning in sheets at your beds edge is where i used to spend time in all of this where …

have you ever felt on edge slipping off your seat to feel something worthwhile in and i talk with ease etch you into my blades and neck vertebrae i bend for you at night to slip under sheets twist without talking just e…

I walked the streets looking for something instead of letting what I wanted, to look for me.

you die because it makes sense in a sort of romantic pretense we lie in a world of black for eternity while moments we had reminise in our minds on edge will we take what we said and run or fall into depth of emotion wh…