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i think about your fingers tracing the inside of my heart (i am bleeding because i squeezed your hand) i think about your laugh piercing through my soul (i am nothing but holes because i pulled away) i think about your face indenting my mind (i am blind because i looked at another) i think about your lips eating at my mind (i am thoughtless because i wouldnt let you taste me)

I think about i am

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i think about your fingers tracing the inside of my heart

(i am bleeding because i squeezed your hand)

i think about your laugh piercing through my soul

(i am nothing but holes because i pulled away)

i think about your face indenting my mind

(i am blind because i looked at another)

i think about your lips eating at my mind

(i am thoughtless because i wouldnt let you taste me)