scratched and brused

Scratched and brused torn apart used snd abused
barely breathing lied to,feeling so blue so lost not found like the man on the moon wearing only a frown ,as her darkness starts to surround me the last thing i see is her face with no expreshion at all
and from the lips i used to love to kiss came crippleing words that never missed ,ripped right through me left for dead cut to the bone ego in shreds.

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