i keep bleeding for people that would never breathe for me by collin

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Apr 2020

broken glass
never tasted
so **** good

suffocating
on air i once
felt so **** pure

but now it burns like ******

Written by

collin 30/M/coming home.

(30/M/coming home.)

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