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I promise you will never see a trace
Of me ever being human again
But i can't keep it
I can't live up to it
I crumble in the shadow of a perfectionist
Cutting the corners of my heart until it has no edges
Just a constant need to be covered in bandages
Which restrain and remind me
Of all my failures and wreckages.
If love is a dream and i can't get to sleep
You better fucking knock me out
And perform the lobotomy on me yourself.
But wait for now while i still feel
Both full of life
And full of guilt
With lips of tingling passionate rouge
Make not one more integral move
For your righteous tongue is covered in eggshells
As it licks it rips these wounds.
And though it bleeds with bad intentions
I hold onto my heart.
I held onto my heart.

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