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Somehow or another, I used to believe in God. Rainbows danced with clear skies just for me. Then you came along.
Your religion consisted of kisses drowning in passion and whispered lies in my ears. I believed in you. And everything you said became my instinct. We grew together and fought the battles of teenage living. Then you wanted something more.
My reflection deceived me into thinking I'd be good enough forever. My legs didn't spread that way and my hands didn't like to play adventure games, so you decided you'd manipulate her into doing it in my place. You said goodbye, with nothing more than a sleek grin. Then you broke my heart.
Razor blades glistened in the dark drawers of my bedroom, smiling at me from behind their mean edge. My arms hissed with pain and my chest throbbed with my everlasting sobs. One day I woke up, and found it was ok to breathe. To live. To die. To live again. Then I believed in me.
Your religion consisted of kisses drowning in passion and whispered lies in my ears. I believed in you. And everything you said became my instinct. We grew together and fought the battles of teenage living. Then you wanted something more.
My reflection deceived me into thinking I'd be good enough forever. My legs didn't spread that way and my hands didn't like to play adventure games, so you decided you'd manipulate her into doing it in my place. You said goodbye, with nothing more than a sleek grin. Then you broke my heart.
Razor blades glistened in the dark drawers of my bedroom, smiling at me from behind their mean edge. My arms hissed with pain and my chest throbbed with my everlasting sobs. One day I woke up, and found it was ok to breathe. To live. To die. To live again. Then I believed in me.