Bruises

By , Denver, CO
Hurt you or heal you
The choice was all mine
I chose the wrong one
Waited for the wrong time
But given the same choice,
You chose wrong as well
Listen dear here's the story
A hard one to tell
Lonely is black
And silence is blue
I'm covered in bruises
Left by you
I hurt you, you hurt me
A trade-off of harm
That was our story
Bruise on bruise, arm in arm





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