Sep 3
I've begged for you for so long
There's a hole in my carpet
And bruises on my knees
But it doesn't feel wrong
There's a hole in my carpet
And bruises on my knees
But it doesn't feel wrong
If I bled out for you
You'd only see a mess
You'd only see a mess
(26/F/Home)
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