MY BRUSIES TELL STORIES AND MY SCARS TELL TALES
Of All the Bruises on my faceand the scars that you makeyou're always my fav.You leave me in a state of guilty messevery time when you return I confess
its always my fault never yours .you're so perfectplay on my emotions that's just what you do say you'll leave me like everyone does .You were always right , I'm always wrongif your leaving , bring me alongcause I can't go a day without youI'm envious of anyone who you pay attention to Always my favourite your so perfecthurting me like you do, is worth it?Hurricanes, thunderstorms, everything morecouldn't keep me from you, but what for?
Withdrawn from reality what is wrong with meI am not like this , a monster is what has been createdfrom what I once was hostile regrets , iridescent threats ,
freckled comments, stammering I'm only hurting myself.
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