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Bleed the same
I may look like a blooming flower of spring,
but I'm just a melodious bird, which can't even sing
my existence may feel like a pretty serenity,
but my presence is the profound definition of insanity
your illuminating light adorns anything,
but my 'precious' darkness is too much adored to
accept your everything
yet your cute laugh, and those pursed lips
they take my breath away, and my heart slips
I'd always want to take all the pain, and the blame,
but did you know that we bleed the same?
I'd never twist all my love, and send it to flame,
because did you know that we bleed the same?
she can't accept it
she can't deny it
she's there hanging ,where
she can't love him, yet she can't leave him
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