My hearts infected
bloody,pussing
won't you help me clean this mess up?
I would hope so.
but you don't
you sit and stare
and that's all you can do
I dont think I can take this anymore
Dont laugh at me
as I pick the scabs

of what you done to me
split my heart in two
and stiched it back up
with a rusty needle and thread

and this doesn't make sense to me
BUT you won't listen
and I can't make you do this...
and I don't want to
make you do this to me
but when you tug at my heart and
attach that old familar leash
I break down

I just want to cry
let my tears
s
i
n
k
to the ocean floor
and pretend none of this ever happened
none of this will ever happen again

And I will pray for you to love me
and not put paperthin cuts upon a torn heart
my scars have thickened and turned into gold heat
melted fun
charred and burnt
black.

Tar has encrusted itself around my body organs
and my hands sting with cigarette scars
senses tingle
and heart falls apart
s
i
n
k
i
n
g
to the bottom of the ocean floor.

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