I
can’t keep this up
I
can’t
I’m
can’t do this, I’m f
a
l
l
i
n
g
Apart, ripping at the seams
l
i
n
g
Apart, ripping at the seams
You were the stitches holding
together my scars
But I’m coming apart
And my sutures are nowhere to be found
R.R.
But I’m coming apart
And my sutures are nowhere to be found
R.R.
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