The Knife He's like a bullet. No matter how much you dodge, you still get shot. But, he's the only bullet that I won't dodge. Letting it heal inside me. Letting the bullet penetrate me because that's how I know I'm still alive. Still breathing for him. No. Still breathing because of him. The Bullet She's like a knife. Sharp. Stabbed into my heart and pierced into my soul. Take it out and I'll die. I cannot breath without her. I'll never make another mistake in making her cry. The only thing that's making me feel alive. Is her. The knife that's pierced into my heart.
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