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You fire me then cool me, shaping me like clay, yet all the while your apathy leaves me trampled where I lay. (do you care at all?) You break my bones then fix then, as if you care for me, yet all the while you carry on as casual as can be. (do you care at all?) You strip me down then cast me off, and this is all my fault, I can't read your mind or face, so in my wounds goes salt. (do you care at all?) One half wants to slit your throat, when you tear me into two yet all the while the other half would hate to worry you (do you care at all?)
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Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 7:08 PM UTC
Do you care at all?
You fire me then cool me, shaping me like clay, yet all the while your apathy leaves me trampled where I lay. (do you care at all?) You break my bones then fix then, as if you care for me, yet all the while you carry on as casual as can be. (do you care at all?) You strip me down then cast me off, and this is all my fault, I can't read your mind or face, so in my wounds goes salt. (do you care at all?) One half wants to slit your throat, when you tear me into two yet all the while the other half would hate to worry you (do you care at all?)
r-ryumka
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Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 7:08 PM UTC
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