Bleeding

October 11, 2015

I'll burn your name
And bleed away my soul
You left me waiting
I'm no longer whole

I bleed to often
I cry too much
My heart is broken
My throat is rough

Don't look at me
Don't think of me
I'll forget you

And our broken love too

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