J.

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You're making my heart bleed, J

Though I don't know what else to say

I love the splendour and bitter taste

Of the bright warm crimson rain

And I love the way you hitch my breath

And stab deep to inflict cold pain

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You're making me lose my mind, J

My beat-up sanity simply refuses thusly

Worn down, to fight back and stay

You've drowned me under a sweet sea

Of a tantalising powerful secret spell

One I wouldn't trade for bad reality

Though the consequences are hell

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You're making my soul crack, J

But I think I can still cover the holes

And patch up the torn parts away

Though you never, for once, even saw

The damaging effects that you have

I love you J, but I just don't know

How much longer these tears can hold back...

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