Let me sleep net to your body with the lights on so the world knows I'm not alone. Then draw the shades because I know that you're ashamed of what you've done...
"With him?!"
"You did!?"
"Thats all?!"
you're all the same.
This life is a traveling act, an illusion of a boy with both hands gripping a love stained suicide pact.
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