Thoughts

What Are You Thinking?

I Guess I'll Never Know.

But Thinking About You,

Seems To Pass The Time,

While I'm Alone.

When You Call,

To Say You Don't Care.

It Hurts Worse Than The,

Blood That Spills Everywere.

Wet And Sticky!

But When Healed,

The Scars Remain!

Even When You Come Back.

It's Not The Same.

I Want You With Me.

It's Hard To Explain

So I Don't

And Now I Wish I Had

But SomeTimes Not KNOWING Isn't

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