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You must be a disease because I need medication for the way my heart beats faster when you're around. |
Glass, poison, overdose |
I'm staring at a midnight sky |
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Angel with the blackened wings |
Staring at the ceiling in the dark and gloom |
You ripped my heart out, dipped it in acid, and put it back to watch the rest of me fall apart. ♥ |
Choked on words |