tossing & turning
i hope i don't wake up
alive
again with this piece of shit
beating in my chest fucking up
my insides making a mess
clogging my veins which should be empty & if my eyes open again i'll lose it.
i think the truth is best seen
with my eyes shut and heard that way
too if it i take one more breath
without your kiss i wont remember
how it felt when he stabbed me
in my emotions again & again
I'm checking out this sick place
but for some reason i dream
when I'm awake
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