Black, Blue, Purple, and Red
Are the colors of bruises imprinted on my arms...
Her eyes are cried out,
And her arms feel broken...
IM NOT GOING IM STAYING WITH YOU
ILL DO ANYTHING...
The Blank Piece Of Paper
It sits in front of me while its friend the pen...
Black, Blue, Purple, and Red
Are the colors of bruises imprinted on my arms...
IT'S BETTER TO LEAVE A BROKEN MIRROR BROKEN CAUSE IT'LL REMIND YOU OF YOUR BROKEN HEART IF YOU TRY TO FIX IT.. |