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- I'm sorry for smelling like cigarettes when you wanted roses, and having blood shot eyes when you wanted to look into a meadow, and having scars on my thighs that you wanted to touch, I just don't know how to take care of my body other than destroying it.

- you are the person people write love poems about. Your the one who's eyes shine like galaxies. And you're the one with and enchanting smile. You are an actual work of art. You are a warm soul lost in this cold world. And I am so sorry that not many can see your beauty.

- but some people don't know where and why it hurts, they can't calm down and they can't stop howling.

- my body is loyal but my heart is a whore.

- we can run down the streets with stars in our eyes.

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