Some Song- by: unknown forgotten
That blood pouring out of my arm is minor
I'm sure the infection will heal it all
The blow itself was worse then the after affect
Your eyes hurt me even worse
Yet I don't know you
I think I met you once
It's not even that I love you
It's more that I want to know you more
That bruise on my knee will only swell up
It will be painful for days
But between then and now and who knows when
I'll probably not see you soon again
I guess I could make a move
I suppose I could take that chance
But I'm always terrible at that
I'd rather revel in the aftermath
That blood pouring out of my arm is minor
I'm sure the infection will heal it all
The blow itself was worse then the after affect
Your eyes hurt me even worse
Yet I don't know you
I think I met you once
It's not even that I love you
It's more that I want to know you more
That bruise on my knee will only swell up
It will be painful for days
But between then and now and who knows when
I'll probably not see you soon again
I guess I could make a move
I suppose I could take that chance
But I'm always terrible at that
I'd rather revel in the aftermath
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