Pretty pic⬆️

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You cut me open,

and left me bleeding.

You took everything from me.

Because of you I can't breathe.

Because of you I almost lost a pulse.

Because of you I've lost gallons of blood.

Because of you I can't listen to music.

Because of you I can't live though some months.
It's all because of you.

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