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Hold my hand
And never let me go
Pull me close to you
As we open our old wounds
Let me bleed your soul
With deep cuts
And fill the wounds with salt
So we can both live on
Why does it have to be this way?
Why must we die
To survive?
Is your promise of immortality
Noting more than a lie?
If it is
Then I’ll find the end with you
And maybe find the truth
And maybe face it too
It’s the only way I’d ever really know
If I’m really in love with you
Or if I’m just lying to myself
Again