i hope it burns,
the way she loves you,
the way she is.
she will show you the sparks,
then set you fucking alight.
i hope it hurts,
the way she acts,
the way she is.
she will make you fly,
then leave you to fucking fall.
you don't get her, you don't see.
the happiness in her eyes, when she's created pain.
the way she is,
it's like fucking trying to remove the darkness from space.
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