I absolutely hate promises

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*tw for implied sh*

And I know what you promise to give
Will feel like a burn on my cheek

And I'm know that it'll be as addictive
As this same knife where it shouldn't be 

your words make me cry out for you
My eyes are burry so I have to blink

I cant erase it from my mind
All these memories rush like car lights

and sometimes I wish the months didn't change
So that it would all be okay

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