You bare no creativity- I hear you speak- Anxious to hear, even in the simplest way- A new turn in your life- Must you hang yourself with my words-? Anything- You use as a razor blade to cut yourself- And then point the finger at me?- You cut me down- To please that dark foreboding person in you- If the vampire needs that last drop of blood- He’ll no where to get it- Love isn’t easy for you- You wanna swallow it- Be apart of it- But you act like you want non of it- I don’t know you- But I’m not a fool- You wanna convince me- You’ve felt the thorns with a flat expression- If you’re so dam numb- Anybody with any reach couldn’t feel you- Is that why you reach for me- I think you need to get real…with yourself- Then I’ll be listening to you- In your own words-Birth sign: Libra
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