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I don’t believe in god, at least I don’t think. I don’t even believe in me. But there is something about the way you smile. About the way you scream and yell and laugh. I could almost say I taste something new in my life. I love you more than I love destroying myself. There is nothing absolute in this life, not love or hate or even ourselves. But listen when I say this: I would give up the only thing I’ve ever loved to love you for just one lifetime. I would give up my set path of destruction for the taste of your skin. I’d even pray for my sins to be washed away without drowning my wounds in alcohol. If there is a god, then you were the only thing he sent down. You’re not perfect and you never will be, but you’re the closest to heaven I’ve ever been. You make me feel vulnerable and loved. That’s rare. Quite honestly, it’s rare for me to feel at all. The world is so dark but your eyes tell another story. But your eyes see pain and your soul is hurt. I wish I could make it better. I wish you could feel what you make me feel. Until then, perhaps I’ll run away. I have a friend by my side and if you decide to join us, well, I hope you’re prepared to see everything you’ve destroyed because even god can’t save me now.

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I don’t believe in god, at least I don’t think. I don’t even believe in me. But there is something about the way you smile. About the way you scream and yell and laugh. I could almost say I taste something new in my life. I love you more than I love destroying myself. There is nothing absolute in this life, not love or hate or even ourselves. But listen when I say this: I would give up the only thing I’ve ever loved to love you for just one lifetime. I would give up my set path of destruction for the taste of your skin. I’d even pray for my sins to be washed away without drowning my wounds in alcohol. If there is a god, then you were the only thing he sent down. You’re not perfect and you never will be, but you’re the closest to heaven I’ve ever been. You make me feel vulnerable and loved. That’s rare. Quite honestly, it’s rare for me to feel at all. The world is so dark but your eyes tell another story. But your eyes see pain and your soul is hurt. I wish I could make it better. I wish you could feel what you make me feel. Until then, perhaps I’ll run away. I have a friend by my side and if you decide to join us, well, I hope you’re prepared to see everything you’ve destroyed because even god can’t save me now.