Paint It Black

Something that kept playing in my head today. I just have to write it down.

    When you were here before,
    couldn’t look you in the eye.
    You’re just like an angel,
    your skin makes me cry.
    You float like a feather,
    in a beautiful world
    I wish I was special,
    you’re so fucking special.

    I don’t care if it hurts,
    I want to have control.
    I want a perfect body,
    I want a perfect soul.
    I want you to notice,
    when I’m not around.
    You’re so fucking special,
    I wish I was special.

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