We Wrote Our Names in Blood

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Stab the skin,

Twist the knife.


Watch the light,

Leave my eyes.


The world fades black,

From shades of gray.


My face turns pale,

As my life gives way.


Blood runs cold,

And hope runs dry.


I see you smile,

As I die. 


Friends will stab you in the back,

We knew this from the start.


But the people that you'd die for,

They'll stab you in the heart.

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