
My heart dangles by a thread, like a game of hangman. As you determine my fate, by guessing games.
I chased away her pain with my hands, following it into the astral world of her secret dreams. We're broken & to be pawned & sold for parts. We're whole in our fractures, we're full of hollows & hot air. There's an air of regret & a bitter taste of gin & overripe memories. My smile is still slipping to one side & my knock-off heart is cracking.
I'm just a paper saleswoman, trying to convince the world that your empty static promises ring around in my ears with the sound of your goodbye.
How would you react, if I told you, you're kind of sexy, in a strange way. haha
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MARTINA Pope stood at the top of the roof, her eyes were unconsciously drawn to the city lights beneath her. This was the exact place where Hayley threw herself off on the night before her wedding day. Hayley had been too selfish. Didn't they both agreed to run away on the twenty-first, twenty-first of July?
A lil' editing & there I have it.. Hayley oh Hayley. Ma Hayley.
I've told myself I'd never think of suicide. But I did one night. It is true. Maybe I can live again.
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This 's when my craziness strikes.
Everyone is smiling & happy music is playing in the background & there's only going to be sunny days.
Everyone is saying, here's your happy ever after, it's all yours now.
Everyone is happy -
Well, except for you, 'cuse right now you're pretending you don't exist.
I don't want to be me anymore. Disguise the imperfections, j-j-just let me fit in.
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