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I dreamt of a kiss, and I wonder how you are.
We don't really talk anymore.
I told you I love you, and you looked away.
Why would you want somebody like me..
This place is infected with memories,
Infected with you..
My veins turn black and I bleed right through.
I reached out and you turned away.
Why would you hurt somebody like me..
We laid in the streets,
While the stars crystallized the ground.
I could feel your heart beat,
And our glass walls fell down.
I asked you to stay,
But you pushed me away.
Why would you leave somebody like me..
I dreamt of the death of us,
And I woke up crying.
You said it gets even the best of us,
But I thought you were lying.
You said you were meant for better things.
I held on by a thread I tied to your finger,
In place of a ring.
But impatience wore it loose, creased it with care.
So I made it a noose, to hang in the air.
You fit it to my neck, watched as lips turned blue.
"How could anyone love somebody like you?"
We don't really talk anymore.
I told you I love you, and you looked away.
Why would you want somebody like me..
This place is infected with memories,
Infected with you..
My veins turn black and I bleed right through.
I reached out and you turned away.
Why would you hurt somebody like me..
We laid in the streets,
While the stars crystallized the ground.
I could feel your heart beat,
And our glass walls fell down.
I asked you to stay,
But you pushed me away.
Why would you leave somebody like me..
I dreamt of the death of us,
And I woke up crying.
You said it gets even the best of us,
But I thought you were lying.
You said you were meant for better things.
I held on by a thread I tied to your finger,
In place of a ring.
But impatience wore it loose, creased it with care.
So I made it a noose, to hang in the air.
You fit it to my neck, watched as lips turned blue.
"How could anyone love somebody like you?"
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I wasn't myself when I said these things and you are my soul mate, I love you so much but I was slowly destabilizing. Now I see how these things work and looking at anyone else is just a cliche, a parody. I could never lover another like you and I want to make it up to you. Slowly I hoard this knowledge and these skills for the day that my self imposed shackles fell away. That happened and now I feel the strength in my feet returning while I try to peel away these sticky black fingers wrapped around my shoulder trying to hold me back.