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Poetry

American Beauty

I’m the American beauty
He’s the American psycho

I think I fell in love again
Maybe I just took too much cough medicine
I’m the best worst thing
that hasn’t happened to you yet
The best worst thing

You take the full truth
then you pour some out
You take the full truth,
Then you pour some out
And you can kill me,
Or let God sort ’em out
Kill me or–

I’m the American beauty
He’s the American psycho

I’m THE AMERICAN
THE AMERICAN PSYCHO

like Kourt.

American Psycho.

I wish I dreamt in the shape of your mouth
But it’s my thread count you would really care about.
Stay up with me until the lights go out
Stay up
Stay up
Please Christian.

You take the full truth
Then you pour some out
You take the full truth,
Then you pour some out
And you can kill me,
Or let God sort ’em out
Kill me or–

And as we’re drifting off to sleep
All those dirty thoughts of me
They were never yours to keep.

Seb Bale –

Altered boys, altered boys
We’re the things that love destroyed
You, me, us, them
We’re just resurrection men
Us, we were only there, to make you live again
Us, we were pity sex, nothing more and nothing less
I’m an American.

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