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Sometimes we'rd blinded by the lies

Shattered because of the cries

Left torn and broken on the floor

Wishing love was so much more.



My wrists have been cut; eyes with tears

It went on and on for so many years

I look back on how I was treated bad

So many times they've left me sad.



It happened before I could stop it

Oh, but I will never ever forget it

You gave me something to live for

Now I know, this life is worth more.



My wrists haven't been cut in so long

I think you corrected where I went wrong

I haven't smoked or taken any pills

You are the reason I am being healed.



When you hold me close at night

I know everything will be alright

Because I love you, it's true.

And I know you love me too.