5000 miles away and drunk
and
how many more years untili don’t care anymore?
how many pieces of the
one true cross still need
to be foundbefore we can crucify each other?
or maybe you believe
that all pain fades
maybe i laugh while
the nails are driven home
if it gets to the point where
one of us has to bleed,i will always choose you
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