Torched my soul to cure the bleeding
Ate myself whole to stop the feeling
Burnt to a crisp, I stumble and fidget
The man at the back of me step forward and whispered
That it hurts when it hurts, there's no peace when healing
I pack my heart in a box
And the bottom will leak
Find Truth in myself
But honesty wreaks
If I altar my actions
It's not my words that will speak
Words said in the past are flaky
But what makes the future so sleek?
Even if I...
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Torched my soul to cure the bleeding
Ate myself whole to stop the feeling
Burnt to a crisp, I stumble and fidget
The man at the back of me step forward and whispered
That it hurts when it hurts, there's no peace when healing
Read more