burn these lips beyond recongnition
beauty have left these eyes
and look without seeing
they’re only useful for makeshift tears
that sorrow has left behind
break these hands
theres no more warmth in them
and no longer want to hold anything
cuz so much has slipped by them
that they dont try anymore
shred this bleeding heart
use the blood as gasoline
and maybe something will come from the ashes
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I know that it seems like there is nothing to live for, but you can find something to live for. It may take some time and help from others.