I want you to destroy me, but first,
Run your hands over every inch of my skin.
Kiss me carefully on the forehead and lips,
And promise me you'll stay.
If you're not gonna save me,
Then rip me apart.
With your burning red hands,
Hold onto my heart,
And dig your fingers into my lungs.
Baby,
Set me up for destruction.
Love me so carefully
And hold my hands so gently,
And trace your tongue so softly,
That when you leave,
It won't hurt me.
Trick me into a false sense of security,
So it'll kill me, instead.
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The Diary of a Fallen Girl
PuisiThere is no relief. Only love, And death. *** This is dedicated to everyone who has broken my heart before. Thank you. *** {Highest Ranking: #315 in poetry} {Trigger Warning}
