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When I was falling I fell hard, I reached out and grabbed glass shards,
hands cut and blood seeping in each direction, was given an emotional injection,
just ended up as an infection, I need the love doctors inspection,
and don't get it wrong I'm not saying this as a plea, so all the fake people who claim to care stear clear away from me,
take as many turns to keep us from ever colliding, because it won't be a physical entity that would be dying,
keep on hurting me, I have yet to cry, you push and i push back with a dry red eye,
well just walk by and don't dare give me a second glance, for i don't wish you to see me glancing back while my eyes host the water dance,
because I cry when I think of you.