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The Wound

This is such a cruel game you play
The way you give and take your love recklessly
Your actions and motives are so unclear
You give no thought to the consequences

Youve broken and mended my heart many times
Now Im afraid its different than before
This gaping wound is too deep and jagged
Its bleeding the life and soul out of me

Now I lie alone on the cold hard floor
Waiting for all this pain to fade away
Pleading for deaths sweet embrace
Im finally free from your hold over me
Written by Babydoll
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