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See the flower dying
As I cut my lips with broken glass
I pore my blood like wine
That’s been kept for years in a vase of white

And now you wont reply
As I yell and shout and recognize
that the sands of time are still trying
to reinvent the birth of mine

close an eye and see behind
demons fly , inside out
hell is me or where I from
angels will receive a painting
there u can see my open wounds

inspire me so that I can finally fly
or say how am i suppose to live and see you die
you may take a second to become the thing you are
a fallen star , into my open scars

guilt ,regret , tattoed on my skin
Ive tried to pill it over so many times
Guilt , regret , my closest friend
Adore me till the second that I break down and cry

Close an eye and see inside
Little ants crawling in my veins and trying…
To build a colony and concker whats left inside
An angel with a painting
Of a heart that’s open wide



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