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duality of destruction


Stick a steak knife through my heart

Call me a precious work of art

Make me wish in sleep I die

Be the apple of my eye

Make me cry and push you off me

Kiss me slowly, faintly, softly.

 

Cover me in gasoline and light up a smoke

Make me crack up with one of your jokes

Make me hate everything but especially myself

Make me feel the happiest i've organically ever felt

Make me give up on love because you were my last shot

Keep on hugging me even when i say to stop

Call me cute, call me yours, call me perfect, call me hot,

Then shoot me up with anything to make my heart stop. 

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