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take me home,

i'd rather die than be with you.







they asked me where i live

and i used to whisper your name because

nothing felt like home like you.

i loved you like icarus loved the sun;

too close, too much.

i killed a part of me to keep you alive.

i saw galaxies in your eyes.

your voice was as sweet as honey.

your smile lit up the whole city.

you were what made me happy.

you were what made my world go around.

you were everything i wanted.

but you left, without a glance back.

you walked out and left me stranded

on the island of love and heartbreak.

piece by piece, my heart shattered.

the walls caved in, my lungs gave out.

i died little by little,

and you never had a clue.

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