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Monday, December 24th, 2001
Why must you cut me?
Why must I bleed?
Why cant you love me?

It all started with a simple hello.
It all started with you rubbing your head
It all started with you holding my hand
It all started so innocently

It all crashed down
Buried me in hate
Drowning me in sin
Holding me down
Killing me with every sun rise

Why must I bleed for you?
Why do I want to?
You bring out the knife
Pressing it against my pale cold skin
Digging, cutting, staining
My blood filling your soul
My love lost on you

I bleed for you
I die for you
Youre everything
I am nothing

current mood: mellow

(6 Fuckin' A's | what the fuck)

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