REd
dont think
just speak
second guess not
sometimes i gain
even while
im lost in pain
revive all-the-time
falling from cuts
blood lost in forever-ness
in the dark, confused
miss interpreted
as much as abused
try so hard
to fall so low
all-ways fate blowing the hole
try to do right
proving all but
never good enough
i say it with confidence
hurting from the depths
all-ways miss interpreted
want all happiness
get all gloom
not so consumed
simply lost
cry so much
cut and bleed
sad to call it... me
red so dark
dry to brown
no time for me
but time for thou
destiny...
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