don't be gone

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song: lovely

dear friend, here we are again
pretending to understand how you think your world is ending
sending signals of red flags and waves
its hard to tell the difference between blood and water these days

trigger warnings// mentions of attempted suicide, mentions of self harm

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Oh my beautiful rose, my goddess of iridescent beauty that could only be described as humanity at its very finest.

You are the epitome of the petals on the very rose you're picking right now. I wonder why you commit such a task, what has the flower done to you?

My love, I have seen the stains on your arms that remind me of the ones you would see on a white t-shirt. I have seen the oozing paint that drip from your canvas. And instead of you having to clean such a mess, I'd offer to do it instead.

Because although you're of a mature age, nobody should have to clean if they're that tired.

My darling star, I have seen the empty containers that hold vital substances. And in just the right amount of time, I rid your body of such foul accomplices.

Because although you're of a mature age, anybody can want their soul to depart from their corpse.

You're of the very beauty of every flower on this earth. The atmosphere has been blessed by the very carbon dioxide you exhale. Everything about you is extravagant.

The tears you weep mold into the ground and cause beautiful plants to blossom from the cold depths of their soil drowned home. Roses and peonies and everything in between.

Everything about you is the definition of alluring. Even the scars your skin now houses, or the toxicity your brain has bathed in.

Oh, my love, you will never be something less than beautiful.

You will never be something less than lovely, no matter the crimes you've indured because of your own choices. No matter the agony you've put yourself through.

You will always be my beautiful rose.
And, my love, I'd just like to inform that I have the deepest of gratitude because I'm happy.

I'm happy that you're alive with me today.

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i'll pray that one day you'll see
the only difference between life and dying
is one is trying, that's all we're called to do
so try to love me and I'll try to save you

a/n: short and sweet to begin with, the stories will get longer and thats assured

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