Part 8 Enjoy <3

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Crimson blood,

streaming down,

wake me up before I drown.

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Why go to school when I can set myself on fire and feel the same way?

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Snow drift-

you raise your arm to shield our kiss.

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Not all that wonder are lost.

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You are the whole universe and I'm just a small human being

I don't deserve you.

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Red lips 

and redder blood,

eyeliner almost 

as black as her thoughts; 

don't forget to love her

she might forget to breath.

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Some do drugs,

others go for a run,

but at the end 

we're all just searching for that tiny space,

perhaps a hole,

that gives us shelter 

from the terrible reality

of the world.

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Pain sinking into my soul

I have done wrong 

and I need to be punished.

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And so I gave him the love I never knew how to give myself.

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What you don't understand about me and my friends is that you laugh at us for being different but we laugh at you for all being the same.

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I look up and I don't see street lights and traffic,

I see demons.

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Alive or just breathing?

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You carry me to bed.

Somewhere between my breath 

and your arms 

is our most holy truth.

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They asked me to describe love so I wrote down your name.

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This pain doesn't leave,

it merely migrates,

heart

to head

to wrist

to floor

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This generation has become so lost,

wrapped up with this idea of perfection.

Everyone's becoming possessed with this sudden idea that being perfect

is the only to fit in this society 

and it's so fucked up that our lives are revolving around being as skinny as that vogue model

or looking better than that girl at school.

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