i think during some kiss a boy learned that he could suck the life out of me little by little with each kiss. He shared that secret with other men and women and slowly the light is leaving, and the mascara is getting darker to cover the eyes and the stare. He's gone away again. She's killing herself everyday, er um... my friend, that is. It would be easier to be a rock star again, so maybe that's why I'm not.

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