What am I?
I'm 16, I live in California and I love to do things most people around me don't value. Single. Talk to me, I'll talk back. Oh and I take pictures play music and write songs/poetry. ALL PHOTOS ARE TAKEN BY ME
Fuck what you did to me

And I would have fucking loved you

Till the earth turned on its head

Till we both faded into dust specks

As I lay on my deathbed

And I would have fucking loved you 

Even as you stabbed me through

And even if you didnt feel a single god damn thing

I still loved you, you couldn’t bring

Yourself to forget that

So the ride is over now I guess

A life long dream turned nothingness

A dyeing scream for substience ignored

You tore my heart out

And you dont seem to care

Your hands had a hold on me

Your will siphoned off my air

I would have laid down a railroad 

Built from my only bones

If I could have carried you to your dreams

I would have depleted my entire being

For the prize of seeing you happy 

A demonic deity my love was

A song was written to you alone

But I am grown and you are young 

I deserve better than biting my tounge

Someday I’ll move on 

I just don’t want to

I’m afraid you’ve created a monsterous hue

A color in me

That hates only you 

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