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LSIP

Set me free from my past

I burnt it but a tree grew from the ashes

and then a whole forest I now live in

it resembles my heart which is freezing

but as you cast a spell on me it crashes

if you really mean you love me

give me yours on a silver platter

how else would I know your words matter?

 

Since I asked you to on my knees

because who would accept a diamond

held by a woman who will always love

for death to do them part more?

I felt for your version of the underworld

like I was named the bride of Hades

to whom affection was never served

so I learnt to lick it off blades

 

I can so easily fall for your prayers

and not for the person behind

how is it possible to lose your mind

over something you desire so much

that it actually destroys your life?

you’ve been the protagonist of mine

and I the antagonist this whole time

 

I constantly stumble into the void

and don’t want silence to be destroyed

because if I was to open my mouth

I know I would break every part of you

give me enough rope I’ll dress all black

looking slightly inhumanly pretty

and dark around my neck

the law of survival is to conform

so I became obsessed with death

 

One day I might return as a blue rose

shall you pick that flower that only grows

where a love seeker has been buried

be careful not to prick yourself with thorns

their poison will make you think about me

longer than you have known me

and you’ll fear how much you'll love me

might make an idol out of it

call it god then proclaim yourself atheist

while your veins turn purple like mine did

 

Remember I need more love than I can give

a little more than nothing

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