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Bleed me
I always thought the saddest feeling was loneliness
Today I learned the most heartbreaking feeling is living for everyone else but yourself
Waking up on autopilot with zero intention
As if I live on a 1s and 0s network
Pre determined and pre planned
One step two step
One mistake and a regret
A bottle with some weed
Addicted and malfunctioning
lost and watching my hope rust away like glimmers on a diamond dream
Love seems foreign and peace is not feasible
Torture for me
Peace for thee
Bleed me so she can smile
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