Don't be alarmed
I don't want your love
when lust is all i really need
to fill this void.
Inside of me
my heart beats but
its longing for something
more.
Theres a broken doll,
with broken needs, and
she's beging to be close
as close as a friend
I'll still pretend that
it's you I'm choking
so don't, don't be alarmed,
don't make a sound
when you find me feeding
Cause I don't have the time
to try to explain why your
heart keeps breaking
so, let's just pretend
that we can be friends
and that I'm not out here dying
for the things you believe
your hearts on my sleeve
I'm just out here dying
So don't be alarmed,
don't make a sound
I'm just out here dying
Copyright © joseph randall | Year Posted 2025
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