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☠ Love Kills ☠
Zombies,Murder,Love and Sadness.

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Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals.
And I am not afraid to die.
I´m not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
I want the pain of payment.
What´s left, but a section of pigmy size cuts.
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks.
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid.
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts.
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter.
I´m cutting trying to picture your black broken heart.
Love is not like anything.
Especially a fucking knife.
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(…) Eu nunca vou entender porque a gente continua voltando pra casa querendo ser de alguém, ainda que a gente esteja um ao lado do outro. Eu nunca vou entender porque você é exatamente o que eu quero, eu sou exatamente o que você quer, mas as nossas exatidões não funcionam numa conta de mais…

— T.B

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You’ve lost that lovin’ feelin’
Whoa, that lovin’ feelin’
You’ve lost that lovin’ feelin’
Now it’s gone… gone… gone…
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