Take that knife
Slice my wrists
Stab my heart
Slit my throat
Make my blood boil
Cool it down and drink it
Kiss the bruises you gave me
Cuff me and make me pay
Let it puddle
Let it form a river
Take a million blades
And carve everything I said
Read them to me
And I'll tell you that I lied
Then
Run away
Cause you know I will not
Die
I will haunt you
I will remain alive
And I will finally tell you that you might have been
The one
ČTEŠ
swallowing pills
NezařaditelnéA collection of feelings I've ever felt and the words I decided to put them into.
