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your namelives in metal on my wristand carried in deep pocketsof my heartspoken when the drink is pouredand my memories get the best of meI want to scream it to the worldto tell them about youbut I am scared it falls on deaf earsdishonering your sacrificewhen they don’t want to hear itso I carry you…
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one day when I am somebody you will see why I could not settle for just being anybody the blood & the bones
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there are few that hunt but he will and someday he’ll come for me and I will have no choice but to be his the blood & the bones
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I’m terrified that when I’m finally ready or better or good enough or whatever fucking lie I’m calling it today you’ll be gone the blood & the bones
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I look at you as if I’m shy, coy, unsure of what move to make next when really what I’m thinking is I want to suck the marrow from your bones to taste you would complete me the blood & the bones
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timing is a bullet straight through the heart of love the blood & the bones
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• in another life • We danced.. Swaying across the kitchen floor. The sun long set to rest and the moon wearing its evening best. As the sound of an old country tune intertwined and harmonized with the evening crickets. And I loved you.. God how I loved you. Oh the miles we each had…
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• they never bring me flowers • I know that what I want, what is good for me and what I deserve are often never the same. I don’t know why I’m built this way. Why I want the ones who are the hardest to love. Why I chase love that never chases back. Why…
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time and time again you send her into battle alone and think you’ll win the war when it comes to love the blood & the bones
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I see your name now and then And that means That you are still here, somehow And that, just that little thing, gives me hope the blood & the bones
