~Bloodless
Melody~
Trying
to live without you,
trying to live without my soul,
Feeling the love I have for you,
feeling the fear I hold.
Looking behind me needing to see you.
looking inside me needing hold on.
Tasting this kiss you left me with
tasting the death of the passion I felt
playing with this razor that I keep,
playing with this life I call cheap.
Tempting as it seems,
Tempting to change all that I mean.
Cutting this line here on my wrist,
Living without you is the biggest risk
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