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there's this secret i've been perfecting...

comfortably confused.

Name:
about how we paint our sins on the ceiling
Birthdate:
20 May
Website:

i’d burn alive to keep you warm, when you’re alone
shiver under blankets in the basement, where our secrets sleep. you pour the liquor on the staircase, girl. pass the flask and close your eyes. are you grieving for, are you grieving for what we’ve become? are you running from, are you running from that room? we set the evidence on fire. we light cigarettes and chase out old regrets. are you grieving for, are you grieving for, what are you grieving for tonight? i smell the sulfur on her skin. breathe in. i'd burn alive to keep you warm. yesterday will be the end of you and i. you and i. yesterday will be the end. yesterday will be the end of shoulders where, yesterday will be the end of shoulders where, we rest our head. now we grieve for tomorrow goes on without us. now we breathe for no one else. we breathe for no one. we breathe for no one. everything is broken slowly sinking under waiting for tomorrow, waiting for the grave. everything is broken slowly sinking under waiting for tomorrow, waiting for the grave. everything is broken slowly sinking under waiting for tomorrow. waiting for the grave to tell me that she’s lonely. open up and hold me slowly feel my body become one and only. death is just an excuse to forget you. now we run from ourselves. hope lies not in the mirror. now we run from ourselves. hope lies not in the mirror. i’d burn alive for you. i’d burn alive for you. i’d burn alive for you. i’d burn... -the bled

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