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Finger Prints on my Skin

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The bruises don’t fade

They’re black and blue 

The screaming matches go on for days 

Don’t you see your pulling me apart? 

I’m slowly turning into decay 

Your words hurt me 

They leave your finger prints 

Etched on my skin 

Like scars 

Matching each time we fight

I don’t know what to do anymore 

I don’t know how to save us 

I’m grasping at straws

I’m at my limits here 

Say something 


Why won’t you say something to me

Why won’t you try and save us?