Cease to Bleed -- by Mockingbird

It's like being fucked on a bed of glass
When you treat me like a piece of ass
The shards dig deeper with every thrust
Until they disappear


Later all the strangers say
A lonely thing, a little plain
I wonder if I'll be whole again
I wonder if I'll cease to bleed


Fuck me on your bed of glass
Treat me like a piece of ass
Their hurtful words dig ever deeper
Until they disappear


His breath upon my ear, fingers in my hair
And he says: I wonder if you'll cease to bleed
My lonely bird, just ride the pain

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Your beating heart

Lay me out on Your bed

with my head on your shoulder

the years are flying by and we are getting older.

Just let me lie here 

listening to the beating of your heart

the most beautiful sound in the dark

as your chest rises and falls with your breath

life itself signals an imminent death.

Just let me lay here forever

feeling you breath

I never want to leave.

With my head on your shoulder

hearing your beating heart

a beacon in the dark.

In some place
where I am You
and You are me
where each other is all we see
You are all I need
everything I believe in.

Just give me forever
the sound of your beating heart
here in the dark.