i need fixing...
my heart...
it isnt ticking...
our last words...
are all that are sticking...
goodbye...
so long...
how did we...
go wrong...
ya im alot of things...
user, drug abuser...
loser, drunk, sinner...
in my world...
im a winner...
together...
we were better...
we promised....
eachother....
to last...
forever....
then no smiles...
just lies...
and denial...
ya im alot of things...
user, drug abuser...
loser, drunk, sinner...
in my world...
im a fucking winner...
the girl...
too sad to give a fuck...
the clash of love...
left us all dumbstruck...
us bad actors...
with bad habits...
those sad singers...
who just play tragic...
ya im alot of things...
lover, saviour...
sanctuary, punchingbag...
artist, sculptor, writer...
in her world...
im a fucking blister...
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This is completely not true.. your not a blister on my hand babyyy!!!! your my heart.
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