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The unseen blood pours onto the floor

Please make it stop, oh god please

I don’t think can take anymore

As happiness will always tease 

The past is washed by the rain

And memories of what is lost

Hide behind your fear of shame

But you must soon pay the cost

Empty emotions to need a fill

So it’s pretty things you collect

And it is me who fits the bill

You can’t fix what you wreaked

I am left unseen and hurt

So we will let the blood pour

This is when we must desert

Because I’m not here any more

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