Take Me
I want to be close with you
The one I can't have
The blades you practically placed in my hands
The lack of air you'd supply
I want you to take me to your world
The place only described as trouble
I'd be described as trouble
Better yet troubled
I won't need to pack my bags
I won't need a change of clothes or a toothbrush
You're all I need
I smile to you above
As I let my hands wrap over my neck
As I let my own hands cut at my wrists and my throat
To taste the bitterness of the love these people won't give me
I want to join the rest
The people who wouldn't know who I was
Who wouldn't know who I am
Take me away to the levels of hell if you must
I will follow always a smile bared upon my face
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