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Plastic Bracelets and Duct Tape
I hate you with my words
Because there's nothing left but that.
I'll bleed into your arms,
Hurting me isn't that bad.
The faces are new every time,
Still, the heart is exact.
And I'm beautiful for a while,
But not as beautiful as you.
Repeat all the words, play it again.
I'll try and hear you this time.
Plastic bracelets and duct tape
Won't take away the pain,
But it's worth trying anyway,
And a change could help me hide,
Help me pretend I control my life.
Underneath everything,
I know I'm still the same.
You can't escape the scars,
The ones scratched inside your heart,
But it takes away the tears,
And maybe someday I'll smile real again.
Until I can hate you without words,
Until I love you, someone else,
Until there's nothing left but that.