A punch to the face,
a drip of blood on the ground.A hit of a bullet,
a hole to a tissue.A piece of your words,
a wound to the heart.A lost from your love,
a downfall to my existence.
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A punch to the face,
a drip of blood on the ground.A hit of a bullet,
a hole to a tissue.A piece of your words,
a wound to the heart.A lost from your love,
a downfall to my existence.