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The words you use,
do nothing but bruise the already wounded.
Salt and alcohol to clean the stains,
left on my skin by a careless friend
Tell me what to do; tell me how to do it, too.
I’m in the dark with you as my rapist,
but this venom in my stomach is a familiar feeling.
And I just can’t shake it.
Please don’t.
Don’t expect me to play quietly by myself.
Just don’t.
Don’t tell me who to be.
I’ll sit and watch the ambulance run down the road.
Who I am, and who I was,
melt together,
but I’m not new.
Just bruised.
do nothing but bruise the already wounded.
Salt and alcohol to clean the stains,
left on my skin by a careless friend
Tell me what to do; tell me how to do it, too.
I’m in the dark with you as my rapist,
but this venom in my stomach is a familiar feeling.
And I just can’t shake it.
Please don’t.
Don’t expect me to play quietly by myself.
Just don’t.
Don’t tell me who to be.
I’ll sit and watch the ambulance run down the road.
Who I am, and who I was,
melt together,
but I’m not new.
Just bruised.
Wrote this... sometime?
Friday?
I don't recall...
I finished it this morning though.
So la di dah...
Friday?
I don't recall...
I finished it this morning though.
So la di dah...
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Traditional you, that's for sure.
You know me, I'm a sucker for the shortness. X]
You know me, I'm a sucker for the shortness. X]