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black and blue beaten and torn,wounds covered and no one sees,and still you see my wounds,angry lost and forgotten,and yet you remember me,mouth sewed..
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ove,love looks like a hall of mirrors,love tastes like red velvet cake,love sounds like unsteady drums,love feels like lightning,and smells like rain,..
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empty, no screams no laughter,white wood, splintering away,somehow theres a beauty to it,cold and forgotten,the glistening snow over it,there is a war..
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you have gone,you have escaped,and yet you insist on coming back,why would you come back to this?the future laid out here holds nothing,except fading ..
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red is for passion,in which my life is void,but my pen and ink create,red is for power,a thing all men crave,but not can control,red is for blood,the ..
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