Used: Present from Used by Empty Space

Need me please
I’ll turn you into a thief
My selfishness begs me to let you use me
Am I okay
No, Not for a few days
I’ll do anything if you would just stay
I’m rotten food
Mixed with a broken fuse
A slow death that I made just for you
I’ll get my time in
While I’m still alive
You can use me until I have died

I have been a corpse I have been the dead
I have been the bullet that’s lodged in my head
And lately I think I’m afraid of me
I have been your field another crop to yield
Gray and tattered breaking when you try to feel
But lately I might need to blame me
Begging for the touch begging for the pain
I thought I worked through this now I’m to blame
But lately the truth has come to pain me
I was just a life I was just the end
Taking too long for you or I to comprehend
That maybe, I still don’t feel free

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