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Bleed Me Dry

as i sit in this cell surrounded by four walls covered in gray paint i wonder to myself where did my life go wrong could i of ended up different if i was never violated would i be a better person if you never exixsted the way i think the way i act the way i talk the way i walk the way i dress the way i cut off my hair i kiss with my eyes open just to see whats going on i make love in deep fantasy because im hard to turn on i eat without chewing to swallow the truth but deny when your lying to avoid get used we hold hands when were in public but look in different directions both going to the same place with complete dissaray lost in your confusion wanting to learn what i can giving you space to make your own decisions trying hard to understand your bleeding me dry!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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