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You don’t respect me Just because I can’t get over you What am I living through? God, what am I even living through? You look at me Like you want to look into my blood And when you look at me Do the girls come to your mind again? Am I part of the crowd to you? Or the one outside of it? I was Finding Nemo Bleeding in front of a shark A fish is bleeding inside your net And it gives you pleasure I think there were others too There always were I thought The treasure at the bottom of the ocean Was you MY bLOodVE MY bLOodVE Without touching me Without even trying I hate The effect you have on me MY bLOodVE You keep looking into my blood You asked How this could even happen How we keep running into each other Again and again Something is being pushed into our eyes from above From above Do you see what’s being shown? I resisted seeing it And now it’s too bright to even look at Maybe I wanted you To escape from myself What’s strange is You held a flashlight To the things at the bottom of the water You reminded me What I should never accept What I never wanted MY bLOodVE MY bLOodVE Without touching me Without even trying I hate The effect you have on me MY bLOodVE You keep looking into my blood
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May 15
May 15, 2026 at 9:08 AM UTC
MY bLOodVE
You don’t respect me Just because I can’t get over you What am I living through? God, what am I even living through? You look at me Like you want to look into my blood And when you look at me Do the girls come to your mind again? Am I part of the crowd to you? Or the one outside of it? I was Finding Nemo Bleeding in front of a shark A fish is bleeding inside your net And it gives you pleasure I think there were others too There always were I thought The treasure at the bottom of the ocean Was you MY bLOodVE MY bLOodVE Without touching me Without even trying I hate The effect you have on me MY bLOodVE You keep looking into my blood You asked How this could even happen How we keep running into each other Again and again Something is being pushed into our eyes from above From above Do you see what’s being shown? I resisted seeing it And now it’s too bright to even look at Maybe I wanted you To escape from myself What’s strange is You held a flashlight To the things at the bottom of the water You reminded me What I should never accept What I never wanted MY bLOodVE MY bLOodVE Without touching me Without even trying I hate The effect you have on me MY bLOodVE You keep looking into my blood
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21/F/Germany
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 9:08 AM UTC
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