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Amour


Love is what I know and you call me stupid for knowing Love makes me breathe You block the air going out of me I know full well, our new life We cling to bottles of alcohol like new lovers as we once were We used to be angels in love but your tone is cold and scary and dark like the light that went out inside my mind There is only darkness at the end of the tunnel This endless path we walk I mar you body with my love The bruises are my kisses The cuts are from my love letters I thought that love was gentle and nice then why are you crying and hurting We harass love with the name of love We redefined love Now it is just a disease, a sickness and you are my witness They call this blinded love You are the reason I open my eyes I toss you on to the bed In hopes that you would continue to play this game with me Could we experience this euphoria again? Clinging to each other, naked That maybe tomarrow, this will end
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