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Just Like A Heroine

In my eyes you could do nothing wrong,
I can barely remember your face it's been so long.

You gave me happiness, but then destroyed my life and out of the darkness you held a long sharp knife
To stab me... in the back again, again, and again just like heroine your running through my veins ,
through my veins,
To dull... all... of the pain.

Your just like a needle ripping the skin,
utterly addicted to your pallid moon sin,

Firs† you treated me sweet but then you stole my heart, I groveled at your feet and then we drifted apart,

(years later) ...You came back again, again and again just like heroine your running through my veins,
through my veins,

To dull... all... of the pain.

Just like that I can O.D. on your love.
 

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Never Unknown

Hi Timothy,

I know what its like to O.D. on someones love and of what a bad relationship can do. I hope that your addiction to that bad love will get better, but if not I truly hope you won't fall from your broken moon. Good Luck! and please keep posting! I can't wait for another amazing write from you!

Much love, Never Unknown

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Jenniferlynn79

This one gave me goosebumps and made me want to be a healthy drug for you.  Lol this one is my favorite so far

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