#30
Bleed me a Melody
Let the notes cut her wrists
And the harmony pass your kiss.
Feel this melodramatic rythmn
Of a heart that was once in whole.
And judge a lone girl who suffered
From wounds inside her soul.
Never step on the grave
For that is where she lies
And please bleed her a last melody
To tune before she dies.
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