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Dec 2017
I open up my bleeding heart and let it leak upon you
Let it stain your skin, let it blur whatever sure sight you had

For whatever reason, you welcome it
Now soaked in my blood, I look upon you and realize

How ugly I am

The life force my heart pumps
Barely enough to keep me alive
Weak in the light and strong amongst lies

I am not your lighthouse
I am my own ship, lost at sea

I am as ***** and worthless
As the one who first crushed me.
Qynn
Written by
Qynn  23/F/Pittsburgh
(23/F/Pittsburgh)   
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     Marshall CB Hiatt, --- and Qynn
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