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May 2013
I'd like not for you to be
Sympathetic.

I'd like for you to tell me
Just how strong I look.

Although I have no muscles
Just how strong do I look?

With all my scars & my broken heart
She loves me still.

But she knows not of sadness.

I'd like for you to look at me
& just know,

Now that our eyes have met
I've made it this far.

All
For
You

So darling,

I'd like not for you to be
Sympathetic.

I'd like for you to tell me that I'm home now
So I don't have to bleed anymore.

I'd like that a lot.
Written by
m0ldylungs  California
(California)   
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   Tilly
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