Don't mind me, just passing through,
and you can't see the tear stains on my face
nor the blood dripping freely from my wrists and
the world is running from me but I've
been walking backwards and all I can do
is scream as you shred my heart to rainbow ribbons
laughing in that bubbling,
brewing way you do and I
am dead on the grass and everything's
turning red and it's all I can do
not to slip on the rain that fell from my eyes and
I just need to find an outlet but everyone I try
has been plucked away by weary hands rough
from knife you plunged into my back and you
just never knew
and still don't know what you do to me
as my last lamp sizzle into darkness.
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