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love by lana del rey, 22nd February 2017 it takes time to surrender and give in to the mystical yet fucked up social construct of l...

love by lana del rey, 22nd February 2017 it takes time to surrender and give in to the mystical yet fucked up social construct of love. sure, love can be beautiful when you are high of it -- like a direct euphoria from your first dose of nicotine on a tedious day; you've been waiting for it the whole time, your mind was occupied with the thought of igniting the sparks. The ecstasy is addictive but as the ambers touch your skin and burn you, everything turns into ashes. why do we do this to ourselves? are we...

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finding faces that could replace the sheer image of someone you once cherished empathising plights that shakes...

finding faces that could replace the sheer image of someone you once cherished empathising plights that shakes you to your core ...     but for her,  it's alright    for her, it's going to be fine maybe she didn't love you enough maybe she was second best but this feeling never dies you know it ...    but for her, it's alright    for her, it's going to be fine your love grew silent you scratch your brain till blood-drops paint your dusty floor you're bathing in a red sea  that gravitates to the moon ...  ...

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keaton, i'd embrace your fragile bones with the warmth of our shared sun. i'd tether the cosmos nebulas supe...

keaton, i'd embrace your fragile bones with the warmth of our shared sun. i'd tether the cosmos nebulas supernovas and wrap them as a gift, for you, you deserve the entire universe as you are part of it. sweetheart, you were given to us like the stars and moon you sung in verses with your heart on your sleeve. God must've spent more time on you for He created such an otherworldly being that saved those who are troubled and mourning lonely and heartbroken by pouring your celestial mind like morning coffee that a mere mortal depends on...

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when by dodie romanticising the past is an eternal bloom of unkempt gardens that wallow in asphalts wailing for a beacon of sunlight. it...

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when by dodie romanticising the past is an eternal bloom of unkempt gardens that wallow in asphalts wailing for a beacon of sunlight. it's fucked up but there's beauty in it and it stands out in a masochist's enigmatic mind because there's beauty in pain or pain is beauty --  however the saying goes. i'm guilty for this, extremely guilty. "never caught up in the moment, busy begging the past to stay..." the entire song embodies a greener looking time. as humans, i think we make a habit out of being infatuated with an idea of someone or something, which...

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