Go on and
pull my ribs apart,
take out the contents
of my heart
rip it to shreds,
do it again.
And I'll watch you
tear me apart,
over and over
because that's when
I can feel something.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 1:04 PM UTC
Go on and
pull my ribs apart,
take out the contents
of my heart
rip it to shreds,
do it again.
And I'll watch you
tear me apart,
over and over
because that's when
I can feel something.
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