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Sep 2018
Should have thought this through
It was too good to be true
And next thing I knew
I was in the hospital, completely blue,
Fighting for my life
Cause you stabbed 4 times with that knife
And left me to die,
I don’t want any goodbye
I just wanted to be happy
And I’m sorry, work made you ******,
It doesn’t mean you take it out on me,
I was there to help you
Not to be your punching bag.

Now I’m in this bed
Breathing blood in through my lungs.
Is this where it ends?
Was warned by both our friends,
Didn’t listen cause my heart told me otherwise.
Should have thought twice
Your eyes blinded me with the embrace
And caught me off with a slow yet powerful pace,
Should’ve known the catch to this chase.

You lied to me every day and night
Even after we had a fight
“I love you, babe, sorry for the fright”
You didn’t frighten me till last week,
I guess that’s when works pressure hit its peak
So now you prey on the weak,
You snapped off the little birdies beak
Till that red started to leak.
You run to the kitchen,
And that where I sink,
Back into my bed,
Want to get you out of my head.

But my heart keeps pulling me closer to you,
Even after you pulled my hair and smashed my head till blue
I was stuck to you like a stick of glue
I should of ******* knew,
Us together was too good to be true.
And I ****** miss you.
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Braedon
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Braedon  18/M/Somewhere in this world..
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