Beautifully Twisted


I've written a thousand songs, poems and letters for you, and chucked them in the fire, because every time I think of you, my heart turns to a butterfly, quickly stabbed by a dagger, I couldn't/can't love you anymore; you're my everything, my best friend, and when you behave like an idiot, I could never stop loving you because you're the most beautiful and twisted thing I've ever encountered.

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