Let's rip the world apart, darling.
Take God and curb stomp him behind Arby's.
Let's weave flowers into our hair and
I'll kiss your fingers under the moonlight.
You can tear me apart, take my bleeding,
Beating heart into your hands and destroy me.
I'll let you.
Do what you want with me, darling.
I'm yours.
I'll burn this whole town to the ground,
I'll fight everyone who wronged you,
I will hold you when you can't sleep.
I mean, god, I'd jump if you told me to.
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i exist [as the definition of nonexistence]
Poetry/ˌnänəɡˈzistəns/ the fact or state of not existing or not being real or present. (alternatively: the state of having dug your own grave into the wet earth of a forest far from everyone who ever pretended to care, lying down and letting maggots make...