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Longing.

I lost myself again
Taught the mirror how to bleed
Maybe this blade feels a little like you
And I can touch myself with it

To feel you once again
To remember your scent
I will take what you give
And I don’t care that it hurts
That I feel like dirt
I will take all your hate

I’d open all my veins
Let your voice flow into me
And if this pain has known your touch
I’ll embrace it gratefully

To feel you once again
To remember your scent
I will take what you give
And I don’t care that it hurts
That I feel like dirt
I will take all your hate

To feel you once again