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Jul 2019
tears slip from your broken glass eyes
i hold you oh so tight, my knuckles turn white
my heart bleeding with love and infatuation
wanting to stop every drop of pain you’ve felt

i bleed, so you live.

tears slip from my broken glass eyes
you sit by, as if you were in this cold, spacious room alone, not even looking in my direction
you are holding the blade that made me bleed
you said angels never cry, but here i lay while my heart dies;

i bleed, so you live.
J
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J  18/F/unknown
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