You make me feel like breathing is wrong
Like my reflection is a lie
Like everything is wrong without you
Fuck you devil
I don't deserve this torment
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The Devil's Love-Ridden Abuse II POETRY Second Edition
PoetryAsh stains on my jeans you're still on my mind cherry on my skin you're still there pain doesn't block you out freezing hands shaking body withdrawals from your warmth butt burning my fingertips burning my lips dying to feel you again strike the...
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You make me feel like breathing is wrong
Like my reflection is a lie
Like everything is wrong without you
Fuck you devil
I don't deserve this torment
