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He's my air, my voice, and the only thing to catch me when I fall.
He’s the man in all the poems,
And the boy in every song,
He’s the one who knows you're crying
But never knows what’s wrong,
He’s the one who makes u giggle
And it turns into a stare,
But every time u looks at him u wonder why he’s there.
And it pains you to admit it,
It will always hurt to say,
That your blind eyes can see
But he’s already gone away.
And this moral will cut deep
Like I’m slitting at your wrists
And the blood will sting your skin
Like salty ocean mist.
And the scars will make you remember
And I hope u never forget
That you lost your Romeo to another Juliet.
Now he wipes away my tears
And he holds me every night,
And I giggle at your face
As your body I ignite.
He now morns your death
But I didn’t leave a trace…
Yet every time he looks at me
I know he sees your face.
And I whimper as I write
And I wish it wasn’t true
But every time he kisses me
He’s only kissing you.