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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sometimes i still think of you The smoke you blew Kissing my cheek It used to make me weak Thought we’d run away And not tell a body You have my teenage love Just above your thigh A scar, the heart of mine I felt bad for those deep red lines But at the time you didn’t seem to mind As it dripped down to the metal You had me gentle brains can’t keep up with eyes As we see the sun rise What we were, seen taboo But is that what psycho lovers do? You were my perfect secret Kept you discreet in your back pocket Forever unable to top it, do you remember the sound “Can we go to the playground?” “You just want to lace round” You called me your fallen bride All dressed in white But you’re meddling, wanted different dice Held on to me too tight You were a trembling vice You had my teenage love Just above your thigh A scar, the heart of mine I felt bad for those deep red lines But now she seems to mind You touched it gentle Said if it went away you’d go mental As we see the sun rising Needing to realize, she can’t anew What we were i outgrew But now she wants to redo Your scar, the heart of mine Why does it make her whine Our distortion, proof of what we knew that’s what psycho lovers do You ate all of me throw my bones lovely What happened Russeling? You let rust in What happened Raye? My heart was tied, disarray We’d never last A love made by petrified glass
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