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On My Hands
I let you go because you let me know that you would never love me as much as her
But I am who strayed, I let you get away
And now I am not the one who is lying awake
When I left and you ran to her I immediatly began to suffer
You say it is love but what if love is not enough to calm the flames that makes your skin rough
The unhappiness you feed makes my hands bleed
You never let me suffer through the pain I need
So it was more troubling to let go
But with time I knew what you didn't want me to know
You are not my friend, you are my foe
So many times we neglected what our hearts had to show
With your blood on my hands and this inability to stand
I proclaim new love into the sand
The rain pours down with light and sound
Who is bleeding from their palms now?
