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till death do we part
I'm the murder on the news
I'm the feeling in your bed
I'm the sins you never wanted
the things you don't deserve
I'm the lies that slip through the cracks
the feeling that breaks you down
I'm the alone that haunts your days
the dreams outside your grasp
I'm tears across cheeks
the caught breath in your throat
I'm the nowhere you want to be
the poison in your drink
the bedsheets wrapped around you
the shadows at night
I'm the razor
the fire
the pills
I'm your suicidal death wish
your lies and regrets
the touches you gave
the things that you felt
I want to
touch you
hold you
break you
feel you
who am I to you?
I'm the feeling in your bed
I'm the sins you never wanted
the things you don't deserve
I'm the lies that slip through the cracks
the feeling that breaks you down
I'm the alone that haunts your days
the dreams outside your grasp
I'm tears across cheeks
the caught breath in your throat
I'm the nowhere you want to be
the poison in your drink
the bedsheets wrapped around you
the shadows at night
I'm the razor
the fire
the pills
I'm your suicidal death wish
your lies and regrets
the touches you gave
the things that you felt
I want to
touch you
hold you
break you
feel you
who am I to you?
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