Yes, I’m begging
Please help me forget you stranger
I don’t want to feel
I don’t need to see
I don’t care what happens later
As long as the morning never shows up
I will give you my blood
So will my spirit follows
I’ll surrender my wants
If you so take care of my needs
To be cared and left
To be hard and forgotten
To get used to not feeling
And feeling everything but this
Because it’s killing me.
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