傷
my skin has become an arena of bruised art
my skin has become an arena of bruised art
fake
smile,
dried eyes,
scratched wrists,
bruised thighs.
white pills.
rope tied,
gun loaded,
suicide.
dried eyes,
scratched wrists,
bruised thighs.
white pills.
rope tied,
gun loaded,
suicide.
☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾
Hearts are suppose to be red,
but mine is a miserable array
of bruises.
Don't kick my heart
and try to fix it with bandaids.
☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾
Hearts are suppose to be red,
but mine is a miserable array
of bruises.
Don't kick my heart
and try to fix it with bandaids.
☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾
THESE
BRUISES MAKE FOR BETTER CONVERSATION
Loses the vibe that separates
It's good to let you in again
You're not alone in how you've been
{ everybody loses }
WE ALL GOT
B R U I S E S
Loses the vibe that separates
It's good to let you in again
You're not alone in how you've been
{ everybody loses }
WE ALL GOT
B R U I S E S
THESE BRUISES
m a k e f o r b e t t e
r c o n v e r s a t i o n .
[ everbody loses. ]x||||||||||||| »
[ everbody loses. ]x||||||||||||| »
WE ALL GOT BRUISES.
I wish I knew how to love someone
without killing myself.
How to mend hearts without breaking my own.
How to kiss and not create bruises.
How to mend hearts without breaking my own.
How to kiss and not create bruises.
You and I both know,
the dark doesn't make the bruises disappear.
It just makes them harder to see.
These bruises,
» MAKE FOR BETTER CONVERSATION.
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