Saying the wrong thing
Comes naturally to me
Comforting you is foreign
Love is boring
Let's burn it down with gasoline
Matches and lighters are my words
Gasoline is your soul
I'll ignite you
A roaring flame so bright
It blinds you to the fact
I'm burning your world down around us
Love is boring
Let's burn it down with gasoline
Drama and chaos have been my home
Consistency is new to me
Your feelings never change
Can I really rely on you?
But, love is boring
So, let's burn it down with gasoline
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Kaos Spinner
Budding horror novelist, short story compiler, poet.
Animal lover, tree hugger, dirt eater.
Get your feet in the grass.
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