Every time I think about pushing you down the stairs, I lick my lips. But don't be upset. It's the only way I know how to show you that I really care. I lie to you every chance that I get. And I make it just close enough to the truth. That you go for it every time. But don't misunderstand. I leave fingerprints outside of your window. In the shapes of positive messages.
I've got a present for you. It's made from pieces of my skin


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