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Sometimes i feel
Like i am a waste of breath
Or maybe a waste of death
Sometimes i don't feel any emotions
just suicidal devotions
But now i feel as if i am fading
and the band-aid
you placed on my heart
was ripped away
and now i lay, EXPOSED blood pouring
Out of my body,I'm mourning
the love we shared
and I'm scared
of what i may do
through heartsick lies
and blackened skies





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