Glow-In-The-Dark Scars
Cry me a river
as i melt through the drain
Your love brought me nothing
but bruised wrists, heart, and brain.
So don't you dare leave me
with these glow-in-the-dark scars.
where your hands touched my hand,
and your heart touched my heart.
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