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Another glimpse of me...


My plastic heart in hand

I offer it to strangers

crush it under foot, I beg

but no one will oblige me

end this now, I scream

on the edge, a ledge

falling without wings

bloodstained lips

grasping fingers

i reach for you, so far away

words floating on the screen

before my suicide

you're a harsh glow on the bloodshed

i wasn't a good enough

where did you get the nerve

to love this?

(everything i am-disgusting)

you've got it all wrong


this isn't what you thought

this isn't what you thought

oh please...

my scream's a blood whisper

i can't feel anymore

am i bleeding?

i think i'm bleeding

i've bled out




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