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I remember I called you a Phoenix
I guess I was wrong because they only
Rise from ashes and you continue to look upon my own
But a flame is a flame and a burn is a burn
And yours were the most beautiful because I never met someone who could survive the inferno of lustful addictions and sinful confessions the way you did
You told me you loved me and I believed you
I was dumb enough to run through the cold wind until I spontaneously caught on fire to catch up to you
Running from your past mistakes to only run into my own
I let your artificial tears fall on me the night you ***ed me
The same way you ***ed two girls
Three weeks ago on your 16th birthday The same way you made me promise my kiss will always remain sweet and my love will never be cursed by monogamy. When three minutes after your orgasm you told me to leave.
I love the fact that I took a cab ride home and four days later you called me on the phone and said "baby please don't make me do this alone" and I said "Karma is a you deserve to breathe in those ashes and regrets on your own.
Now I'm on fire burning my way through trees hoping someone will dry the tears that can't evaporate as fast as the way you made me cry over you leaving my pillow drenched in broken smiles every night
I fly through any beg with naked white sheets trying to shine as hard as I did with you
Mistaking the hands around my waist for the ones holding the rosary
I left behind after sinning for you
I'm afraid for my inner flame, its dying down as I forget about the memories I once had of you. I would hate to forget about the reason why my doctor thought the bruises you left were self infliction
It's sad that my addiction of you is no longer through
Now I'm running through the wind and catching on fire once again just to remember you.
