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I have a plan thats so wretched and divine
now I will let these lashes bleed
i have cuts on my hands
let me bleed out
with no solace left
I can see your curse
I can see myself
looking in the mirror
why are you here?
i have this feeling of
dying on a bed full of roses
with no remorse
all that is left is the blood and scars
all that’s left is the blood
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