My Bleeding
What I am reading
makes me very
very, very nervous
and I
I don't know what to do
I
need to touch you, baby
I don't get a call back
so
I can't make you hear my heart
So
I'll just keep callin
leaving messages
I know you are bleeding
I bleed too
that's how I know
that you hurt
hurts me maybe worse than you
that you won't talk to me
the way we used to do
the way
remember?
baby
we used to talk?
remember?
I would give my life
just to give you life
and I would give anything
to know what you are thinking
do anything to stop this bleeding..
Copyright © Kimmy Holmes | Year Posted 2008
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