I Bleed Knowing You Don'T Care
Life is love
love is a lie
a lie is wat i live
as i sit and wonder why
cutt across my wrist
blood falls to the floor
a instant sigh of relief
cause i cant feel the pain no more
there are as many cutts as there are stars
and so i pull up my sleves to see the patterns of my scars
awhere of whats happening all you do is simply stair
and now i sit here crying slowly dying
as i bleed knowing you dont care
-Spencer Coggsdale
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