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Need
Love me like
you hurt me so bad
that death is no longer fantasy
or myth.
Cradle my being
and form to my mold;
rock me like innocence
broken down.
Until the sweet cries
of heartbeats are exploding
in my chest
and galaxies form.
you hurt me so bad
that death is no longer fantasy
or myth.
Cradle my being
and form to my mold;
rock me like innocence
broken down.
Until the sweet cries
of heartbeats are exploding
in my chest
and galaxies form.
Published 3rd Apr 2016
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3rd Apr 2016 10:33am
That's some powerful craving. Love the imagery of exploding heartbeats to become galaxies within...
JJ
JJ
