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Self h̵e̵l̵p̵ sacrifice

The bandage I wove from my own skin. 

Taken from my heart and soul. 

Bandage that I made to help you, has left me a giant hole.


Feelings like an open wound

 letting your blood drain, 

can only be healed by words of comfort, before the heavy rain.


So, I take my bandage, full of things I thought you needed to see.

And I patch your wounds though knowing,

You won’t do the same for me.

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