And make it stop,
Stop these scribbles,
Stop these scratches,
Hold my hands,
And make it stop,
I'm writing words,
For all of you,
And they sound,
Like nothing before,
They scare, the life in me,
Stop my hands,
Just hold them,
I can't stop writing,
In your memories.
Hold my hands,
And when you do,
Hold them together,
These wild creatures,
That've learned to live,
With a mind of their own,
They betray me,
And make me break,
All my promises,
Of the never agains,
All my vows,
To stop these scratches,
Hold my hands,
They're scribbling my blood,
On my veins and on my soul,
They're imprinting,
Just hold them,
They can't stop writing,
In your absence.
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