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You'll hear my silent screams Desperation pleas The deepest secrets within me Will be hidden in my dream Dig, Dig, Dig Until you can no longer Miss the bottom Don’t attempt to falter what you have Unconsciously slaughtered Incognito, yet your eyes show more You have no bargain Worth trying for But as the Sun fights the Moon Lend your heart to my bleeding wounds Disperse this pain For we to save Frame this moment Oh the pain scrapes its reflection from my veins From the depths of my heart And onto your face I’ll salvage this portrait The creation of my sudden and evanescent freedom The release of ownership And simultaneously your gain
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