I know what this is about, but you probably won't.
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I didn’t break it, it was him.
Blame me for the lost pieces of your heart.
Sticky are your lips,
Like inside-out cordial cherries,
Dark chocolate underneath covered by cherry-red lipstick.
Green-eyed girl, what did you do?
Sorry, but I loved her more.
Torture you by playing into my insecurities.
Dewy is your skin,
Like a fresh-bloomed rose
The color of coffee, smooth and sensual.
Blue-eyed boy, what did you do?
I don’t want either of you anymore.
Both of you said you loved me, but neither of you did.
Just kiss-and-kill,
Leaving me a black widow
Because you said I caused your deaths, when really you descended to each other.
This brown-eyed girl has made up her mind.
