you dug the knife into my heart even when i thought i could trust you.
i begged
i pleaded
i cried for you to stop stabbing me
but the only way to make you stop was to smile and agree
and after this hurt
after i was dying because you dug the knife into the part of my heart that hurts most
i apologized for the blood that i spilled on your shirt
Nov 11, 2025
Nov 11, 2025 at 3:45 PM UTC
you dug the knife into my heart even when i thought i could trust you.
i begged
i pleaded
i cried for you to stop stabbing me
but the only way to make you stop was to smile and agree
and after this hurt
after i was dying because you dug the knife into the part of my heart that hurts most
i apologized for the blood that i spilled on your shirt
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