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Hurt so much my fists, they bled, Because I can't see what's in my head So I just cry, lay in my bed, So I can't feel the world instead
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Hurt so much my fists, they bled, Because I can't see what's in my head So I just cry, lay in my bed, So I can't feel the world instead
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets