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[askedto_bleed]

I welcomed those unfirmiliar lipstick marks on your shirt
Without question
Even if you had tried to wash them away
it would be useless
I looked away when I felt tears begin to slide down my cheeks
I didn't want you to know
That any of these actions had feeling attached
I let you hurt me
Just to keep in contact
And now we sit in silence
the tension is unbearable
But not for you
My voice is just another excuse to give it all up
Is it wrong that it doesn't matter anymore?
Something isn't right here