Romantic Fake
a lying heart...

Razor Blade
Candy Sweet...

Inner beauty
past the black...

The beauty of the darkness
surrounds my very soul...

Crimson river
Puddles form...

The burning, screaming pain within,
They call it love, I call it sin...

My inner beauty no one sees
Deep within it's hide and seek...

Your words are equal to my blades,
they cut me just as deep...

Go ahead; tell me it’s wrong…
Go ahead, tell me I need to change who I am...

Cut me open,
slice my wrist...

I wrote this to my girlfriend. I'm defiantly gonna...

I feel lost and forgotten,
thrown off to the side...