Laconic - Bite The Bullet
A hole torn a mile deep into my bones
Creating a hole a mile wide.
My hands insignificant to the wound
To seize the bleeding as flesh cries.
Blood resides in the palms of my doctors
It's always been kept in organic viles of veins
Blue stains are crawling beneath
My aching skin opened by my hands.
Creating a hole a mile wide.
My hands insignificant to the wound
To seize the bleeding as flesh cries.
Blood resides in the palms of my doctors
It's always been kept in organic viles of veins
Blue stains are crawling beneath
My aching skin opened by my hands.
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