Edith. E Lundstam
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For you, I'd bleed myself dry
You sit there and complain while I try
I loved you so much
So that I'd skin myself for a single touch
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Why is it that I can look anywhere but the mirror?
Each and everytime, I fill wth such unending terror
My throat closing up, that mask giving out with a crack
Because that can't be me staring back
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I hate feeling this rage.
I hate having so much in my head,
yet on the page the page, the words turn dead.
Everyone despise their mental cage.
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For You, I'd Bleed Myself Dry
For you, I'd bleed myself dry
You sit there and complain while I try
I loved you so much
So that I'd skin myself for a single touch
I'd empty myself, throw away all that matters
But you don't even listen to the sound when my heart shatters
I gave you everything I had
But there's always something more to add
How can you sit there so uncaring?
While my many wounds are scaring
Sometimes I can't help but wonder why
For you, I bled myself dry
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7/26/2024 9:12:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sometimes you need a bandaid of self help to put the wounds aside to let you live your life.