

It Doesn't Make YouStreetsigns and stoplights passing by Going ninety-five in the car and one hundred in the back Craving yourself and nothing more (You're immortal but only as a whore)It Doesn't Make You
Slam on the brakes, take it away I wonder what your mother would say to the way that you kiss Craving yourself and nothing more (You're immortal but only as a whore)
Soft skin on skin with you on him The nails are biting and the teeth are scratching Let go and open the door
You're immortal but only as a whore You're immortal (but only as a whore) (You're immortal but only as a whor


sing a song.It's a bittersweet melody, something haunting and imcomplete but summarizing and beautiful.sing a song.
An acoustic song, softly plucked strings of copper and silver accompanied by screams and growls.
Maybe it doesn't make sense, as it's contradicting and raw unrefined and free-flowing.
But it's the only way I can think about you.


sun rise and shine.They're running through the meadow,sun rise and shine.
sneakers and flip flops pounding along the earth. A sunrise ascending over the hills, a sound reminder that there is a such a thing as light and life.
He grabs her by the waist,
picks her up and spins her around. She's keeping faith, holding on to his shoulders and letting her lips meet his.
Forehead pressed to forehead,
arms wrapped as if each were holding on to
a life-preserver. He whispers in her ear, and the sunrise continues to shine-
"I'm glad that you're mine."


say hello to venus for me.the way that your lips move is heavenly,say hello to venus for me.
despite having hips that are sure to land me in hell.
a difference swirling, an incandescence that is indescribable yet heartfelt.
disturbances and imperfections that create a masterpiece, a sum that is more than all of its parts;
i hope that you know you're a work of art,
and you must have been painted just for me.
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not all things go away with pretty, white pills...
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'oh just ignore her
she's the kind of girl who only eats meat to find the wish bone'
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i was spinning and i was crashing and i was dying, and i was everything and nothing all at once.
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i was spinning and i was crashing and i was dying, and i was everything and nothing all at once.
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if you're reading this,
then you're still alive. whether
that be a good or bad thing,
you mean the world to me.
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Avatar with many thanks to ~Falln-Avatars
Author tag with thanks to =tirsden
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