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Nov 2014
I destroy myself with every word
That falls from your lips
The blood spilling over your chin
Once dripping, now gushing
The handprint outlined on my cheek
(That matches perfectly with your hand)
Stings less than what you tell me
And i believe im not better off alone
Because at least you tell me the truth

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