The Steps We Take

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Roses are black, 

Violets are crying, 

In this cold world my body is dying, 

My smile has vanished, My laugh is no more, 

My blood lingers all over the floor, 

I am nothing, Not even a dream, 

Instead I'm a nightmare, 

A vision of screams, 

So lay down and let your eyes rest, 

Because this nightmare is endless...

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