13.7.08

"you put my name and Hell, it rhymes with yours"

"let me be the one who calls you baby all the time"

rachel rachel rachel
i felt so comfortable
you are so clever
but know this you will never

plastic swords and 21
fuck our worlds we're just for fun
them diners point peep and stare
finish your whatever and let's run

my eyes don't lie
at first you're only decent
then the brown hair,
then your eyes,
your energy makes them glow like gold
now i think you're just like heaven

but then again
you're still a girlfriend to your boyfriend
hope you're both happy, like how he's lucky
and to steal you, i dont intend
cause he probably treats you better
like a man

these simple words are typed with little effort
but to think of losing you upsets me, somehow
feelings overshadow reason
like how Love
keeps breaking the broken
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