she picked up the broken pieces, until
she has been bleeding
for years
closed the gate to the heart
locked it
she locked it up
where is the blood sucker?
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she picked up the broken pieces, until
she has been bleeding
for years
closed the gate to the heart
locked it
she locked it up
where is the blood sucker?
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