Broken Glass

StichesYour skin against my fingertips I feel your neck The taste of your lipsStiches
I'll hold together your wounds I wont let the blood flow out You kiss my lips I feel no doubt
As we lay in bed 5 miles away Pouring out our hearts through a text message If being next to you Makes you smile then Let me be the stitches to your wounds
I want to come home smelling like you Your arms around my waist
Deep breathes and numbed bodies
I want to unravel your mind To understand you more So hard I try
I'll


Angels Vs. Demons Chapter VIIIChapter VIIIAngels Vs. Demons Chapter VIII
Five weeks later
Alystar sat on the edge of the bed in the hotel he was staying at. He had just gotten out of the shower. He wore a pair of pin-stripped pants but the rest of him was bare. He sighed and ran his fingers through his wet hair. He fell back onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. He heard a soft knock coming from the door. Alystar got off the bed and walked towards it. He opened the door. Alystar? Alystar looked at the girl who could be either Roxanne or Vanessa in front of him. He backed away a little but the girl walked forward. It
by ~luminatii
by £deviantWEAR
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stop that tree it's getting away with my money
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eat your words. i hope you choke.
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"We all know that you're a beautiful girl in this horrible world"
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