You just cant turn the charm on
Or
find any of the right words
I know the drinks from your breath
If I don’t wanna do it
You’re probably just gonna make me
I can never tell when you’re fucking around
Everything im feeling is constant
And I’ve never felt so alone
But I made a promise to myself in the mirror
After the first purple
flower you left on my skin
“Promise not to break, no matter how far you are
bent.”
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