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Soul less soulmates


You call yourself a monster Ask how anyone could ever love you How could you ever be important to someone When I look at you I don't see a monster I dont see a fuck up I see you My boy My soulless soulmate You say I shouldn't waste my time on you Ask why I care As if you don't see that string of red around our fingers Forever binding ourselves into this cycle of pushing and pulling Prissy little white girl "Hypebeast " Maori guy Rototuna kid, fraser kid In a movie itd work out In a movie we wouldn't be at eachothers throats Isn't a shame for reality A modern day bonnie and clyde Budget brand romeo and juliet Yeah that's us Numb to everything But our lips colliding with bolts of electricity coursing through our veins Making eachother crazy, Making each other finally feel again Maybe that's love I don't know I really don't But you really are my soulless soulmate
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