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Jul 2016
Your lies feel like torn out stitches
Filling me up with love
Covering it up with lust
Telling me you'd change
Crying for my own sake

Every once in a while I'd find a fewΒ Β straggling threads
I've held on with hope yet you continuasly pull till the very last strand stands

Holding me in your hands
I'm afraid to run
So I still myself
I'm you're muse

You've sewn me up
Yet I allowed you
I watched you pierce my skin
Leaving blood with every word
I didn't call you to stop
Because I'm simply in love
DCM
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