Just the things you do, by Your Everlasting
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He doesn't love you, just the things you do.
He's toxic for you, a poison disguised as an antidote for
your problems.
You're taking his pills everyday, overdosing.
Injecting his lies into your bloodstream and snorting his
games through your nasal passageway.
You're not really addicted to him, you're addicted to not
being alone and it's killing you.
-K |
Posted: 2018-06-13 00:46:51 UTC |
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