That poem is not funny You're just laughing about those words That describe my feelings, when I am hurt But I just couldn't resist to show you those lines I just gave you a diamond and you act like that's a crime And I just got down in my soul down on my knees Give my permission to bleed That look on your face makes it all clear that my fear is not worth the tears You have permission to go and die on the streets where I find the words to ease my mind that bleeds I curse the damned who just laugh in you face Give me permission to rearrange Just laugh in your face Drawing blood from people People that are in pain I never tried to gain the soul from the fraim

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