Gutted like a pig, all you want is the world to bleed,
someone somewhere stole my desire
The pain akin to, being punched in the throat, and stabbed in the chest
I would rather bleed than be without her
Gone are the tender whispers dancing in my ears ears
Replaced with lackluster memories I cry, my screams play in my empty room
It's so hard to see
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