Well, there is no salvation For the scarred and broken. Only bits and pieces. And in between places. Where peace and happiness briefly resides on paths of trying. You can not save My bleeding soul trying and hurting on my behalf. I can not bare. I am not your bliss However hard I fake it. This you must know Trying not to fix me. So just love me when I let you And share you. See, Im thriving On your souls nakedness That lets me feel you And takes away the shame For my own exposed soul
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