last goodbye

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if you took off my clothes

then there you will find

i've sliced up my wrists

and cut up my thighs

you'll see bruises on my hips

and bags under my eyes

but the most painful part

lies somewhere inside

because all of me is broken

yet i hide behind "i'm fine "

i know you see me bleeding

but i tell you im alright

but don't you worry darling

this will be my last goodbye.

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