| dead petals from a flower that never bloomed anyway never really was beautiful always hiding afraid to feel maybe you can stop the fear I would just like to take to the sky ****** What if I was sinking? Would you help? It's only skin now I said it is only skin now who cares if it's bleeding I would rather die then take you through it I would rather die |
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