one night you couldn’t sleep & I shared my favorite song with you
that’s when it started
I know our demons fight against all angelic things like moments were we hold each other so close that we forget that we are two separate skulls
two separate hearts
no matter how similar the story sounds or how different we cope with what
we hide in our sacred places
am I to love all these phases of you?
different person but they hurt the same way you do
when I begged you to not care if I’m hurting but you did …
you did so much that now even if we lock eyes in the middle of a crowded place you’ll still see my temple trapped underneath your muse
screaming for the only person there to save her
same person that caused the turmoil
no wonder I love the leeches
suck me dry until I can’t bleed
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