Please I'm scared, I don't understand how from being a happy five year old to being a daughter of a heartless man, a girlfriend to a ghost diagnosed with Bipolar and now in love with a guy I just met, and sadly with a blade that treasures my name.
The blades calls me at night to put me to sleep
It gently rubs on my skin but forces to deep
It whispers my name, telling me everything will be okay.
Oh my name, I love from its lips
Feel it when it's so deep
But when it's gone
Regrets then come
It locks me in the dark
And all I finally hear, are whispers of my name.
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FALLING OUT OF LOVE
RomanceIt's easy. I fell in love. He left me. No he left everyone. I'm broken. I try to take away the pain. I must learn to let go, Of every memory. His not coming back, He can't come back.
