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I grabbed your hand, as you walked away

Turned your back on everything

I touched your flesh as you passed me by

Never took the time to ask me why

I saw you smile through the tears

Saw you laugh behind those fears

I watched you turn and walk away

Watched you fall and pretend you were ok

I watched the blood pour from open wounds

Tasted pain while still confused

I bled the blood that shouldn't have drained

Fed the love that fixed the pain