Bleeding love
Into my head
Through my soul
Down to my heart
From which she beholds
She cuts it open
With her words as a knife
And takes the only thing which I have left
My sad, sad life
And as my soul escapes
I release all the pain
From which my sad life
Has collected and contained
And I drift in to the heavens
Into the free light
Forgetting all the emotional battles
From which I had to fight
But there is one thing
I can bring with me
My love for her
A love that bleeds
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