His pale, blue ocean eyes. Glowing in the pale fluorescent lights.
He’s got his hands wrapped around my neck. Promising this would be a night I’d never forget. Oh, How I adore you.
Filled with lies and broken promises. My heart breaks after every consequence. Oh, How I adore you.
Your lips leave a mark on my skin. Making sure I never forget a sin. Oh, How I adore you.
You hurt me and that’s ok. One day you’ll have to pay.
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