k i s s h i m
he is never going to love you anyway
k i s s h i m
just do it, live for the moment
k i s s h i m
he does not know who you are
k i s s h i m
just taste those lips before you die
k i s s h i m
he loves her anyway
k i s s h i m
you know he won't remember it tomorrow
k i s s h i m
no, you are not good enough to touch his skin
k i s s h i m
i can not do it
k i s s h i m
he will pull away quickly remember that
k i s s h i m
you can never find someone better than him
k i s s h i m
don't look into his eyes or you will fall down
k i s s h i m
maybe it will feel like the way the stories tell
k i s s h i m
he won't even look at your face
k i s s h i m
don't get too close
k i s s h i m
do you really want to be the girl who was too stupidly in love
k i s s h i m
it might feel like a melody
k i s s h i m
or maybe like a papercut
k i s s h i m
quick and fast before he can react
k i s s h i m
just give in
k i s s h i m
if you desire death
k i s s h i m
what do you think he tastes like
k i s s h i m
warm sweet sugar or ice cold
k i s s h i m
maybe i will someday
k i s s h i m
just to wash this pain away for a day
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lovesick
Poetryeat up my heart honey, feed it to the birds. i don't need it anyway. it hasn't done me any good.
