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Old Wound

I've been bleeding well from this old wound

cleaning it with salt so it will still feel new

sometimes eyes turn black sometimes scars are tracks

but everytime youre gone I wish that you'd come back



and everyone watched me waste myself

and everyone cheered at last

all of the founded comforting

its better its me than them



I think im doing well from what they say

if takin both my belts and shoe laces away

but I believe in luck I think I do

but I believe for sure if ever I see you



I've been fanning flames from these old coals

feeding them with tender and hoping they will grow

and I've been savoring what I cant hold

a blind belief in goodness that doesnt seem to show



I've been bleeding well from this old wound

cleaning it with salt so it will still feel new.

Old Wound /

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