"Don't hang around graveyards at night, it's dangerous" they warned me, but I never listen, so I went in leaving flowers on every tombstone I came across, like bread crumbs leading to me, I talked to thin air, hoping someone out there is listening and then I saw her, pale face, chapped lips, dark hair and dull eyes yet she was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, I gathered all the flowers I left around and offered them to her, she was dead, I was alive, I gave her my soul yet she was the one who saved me
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Poetry"Everyone's playing checkers with their scars, saying checkmate whenever they get out without a broken heart. Just to be clear I don't want to get out without a broken heart. I intend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousa...
