a day passes by as i feel more at dread
some thoughts killing me inside my head
i shouldve'nt let you grown and shouldn't befriend
because i already have sleepless nights on my bed.
i shouldn't follow you but i just obey
that's how i get easily persuade
probably someday, my skin turns to gray
as i see blood caused by a blade.
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