I think of you, and I cry
Since you’re gone, I want to die.
I watch the blood trickle away
Leaving slowly like you did that day.
You say loving me was fake
But my life you wont take?
So I cut my wrists late at night
I cry myself to sleep whenever we fight.
I sleep in my bed and dream of you
I’m missing you do you miss me too?
I thought you loved me but I was
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