There's something in your blood that makes you mine,
I don't want you to worry, it'll be alright.
I Love the way you're loving me,
So take my bones
Make them free.
Set me on fire
And if we're lucky
Love'll grow from the disaster
We'll be able to pick from the ashes
For you, my heart beats a little bit faster.
(to you ; e.d)
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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}
