HEARTBREAK TASTES JUST LIKE STEEL
How do you feel? I designed myself to love you more, I scratch your skin, I’m waiting outside to tell you you’re lovely.
I crawl to your house and I nail myself to your door with my arms outspread, so you can see that I love you more.
I slit my wrists with porcelain and I tear my throat to shreds so you would notice me, finally, finally.
I swallow my promise to never taste this again, I’m laughing as I bleed to death, as I bleed to death, as I bleed to death
Hold out. It’s such a waste to say that you need me more, when you really don’t at all.
It’s the iron taste of blood in my mouth from biting my tongue for way too long.
Smiling as I raise my head and softly ask how was your day and I’ll sleep on the couch at night, I’ll even stay out of your way, I’ll keep you safe when you are not, I’ll keep you warm when you are cold, I’ll wake you up at 2 am just to tell you that I care.
I find solace in the curves of your hips, I think you’re beautiful even though you don’t need me, even though you don’t need me at all, even though you don’t, even though you don’t need me at all.
Thinking back at what has been, love struck, snow blind, it seemed all right at the time, I’ve got blackened eyes from crying all night for you.
Question the reasons behind my convictions, I’m killing myself even though I know what not to do, its just too much trouble you know.
Heartbreak tastes just like steel. Heartbreak tastes just like steel. Heartbreak tastes just like steel.
Marry me! Under the stars with a broken needle as my ring to you and a cat carved inside your arm as your ring to me
Hold out. It’s such a waste to say that you need me more, when you really don’t at all.
It’s the iron taste of blood in my mouth from biting my tongue for way too long.
Smiling as I raise my head and softly ask how was your day and I’ll sleep on the couch at night, I’ll even stay out of your way, I’ll keep you safe when you are not, I’ll keep you warm when you are cold, I’ll wake you up at 2 am just to tell you that I care.
I find solace in the curves of your hips, I think you’re beautiful even though you don’t need me, even though you don’t need me at all, even though you don’t, even though you don’t need me at all.














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And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
Sylvia Plath
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peace.love.prevention
becky
coz i can just hear it in my head
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ahh the screams of a prom queen
so im depressed, so i listen to sad music, so im suicidal
...aint that the right of a teen these days??
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Don't stand too close without apologies.
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I love you =AaronBradford
you are completely right.
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Just watch my wildest dreams come true.
Not one of them involving you.
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