Acceptance
Its dripping down my arm
as red as can be
I love the feeling
and it helps me see
that you’re not the one
who’s made for me
because if you were
I wouldn’t make the plea
there would be no blood
across my arm
because I wouldn’t be in pain
from all your harm
so I’m saying goodbye
to you and the pain you cause
I’m putting the blood in the past
it’s now just a was
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