Holding on
To seperate parts of you
Hoping everything else
Will go to dust
Fly in the wind
Die in the ocean
No one will know
What you once were
A big, black bruise
A slap in the face
That's just what you do
Releasing your anger
On my skin
On my face
On my heart
Keep my bottled up
Take me out when you need me
Nothing else
But a display case
A glass hold you've got
On me
Remember back
When you called me yours
Now you call me that one girl
Author notes
I didn't intend for it to be something about abuse, but that's how it ended... O.o
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