Oh my god I could bareley sit down to write this line,
And I'd give anything to hear your fucking voice again,
So apathetic and I know you must be dead inside,
You don't know what love is.
And I will paint the darkness on,
Everything that reminds me of you,
And I haven't slept in days,
For I may not wake up.
And you say that passion kills?
I forgot what this hallow pit in my stomach felt like.
Now I am become death, destroyer of worlds.
You Are All That I Have Left
And I am lost without you.
This is the last heart you ever take and this is the last life that you ever destroy.
Your bloods not worth spilling.
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