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I want to be

As empty as my stomach

I just want to

Fly far away

I want to see

The marks on my skin

Fade away

Simply to be remade

I want to ask you

How many of these scars

You think are mine

And how many were you

I want to see

The numbers go down

See the sizes melt away

Until I'm left with a zero

I want to forget

The secrets whispered

Between my throat

And my fingers

I want you

To confront me on my lies

Tell me I'm ruining my life

So I can go ruin is some more