read in black.
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you cut my lip when we kiss,
break my bones when you hold me.
hurt me when we make love,
tear my heart apart with every i love you.
oversized sweaters are no longer warm.
neither are cuddles during midnight.
the taste of you is bittersweet,
and after each touch comes my decay.
this was never a romance.
it was a staged, set-up heartbreak.
