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Hurtquotes - Blog Posts
Tell me pretty lies
Look me in the face
Tell me that you love me
Even if it's fake
Cause' I don't fucking care
At
All
The trust was as radiant as the sun, yet like a sudden eclipse, you cast shadows that blinded me, sweeping me into darkness.
And as the light faded, I stumbled through the ruins of my shattered faith, each step a haunting reminder of the warmth that had once ignited my soul.
Better leave me undescribed,
stare at me,
and like a flower,
pluck what you want
and leave me to bloom for others.
Isn’t this what the world has become?
She was covered in flowers, blooms of every scent and hue. Yet, she was so alone— the kind of loneliness that could kill. Imagine tombstones, not of the forgotten, but of the murdered, adorned with flowers of all sorts. People had spoiled her with flowers.
Is it human to destroy hearts in the seek for love ? Why isn’t it immoral not to love as you are loved ?
In this decorated room, my soul murmurs a prayer that at least this time, this manufactured happiness can last more than just a nights sleep and that I can forget all of myself without coming back the next day for another glassed antidote.
