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Picture paints a thousand words,
Like how that gun revolver turn our worlds,
Painting crimson blood into the darkness,
Hearing an excruciating pain from the wilderness.
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Then you lay down on a bed full of roses,
With thorns peircing but still feels restless,
Emotions are now starting to overflow,
The tears in your eyes started to show.
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In what means will I ever be better?
It feels like emptiness is my forever,
Never lets me go even for a second,
Looks like we have an unbreakable bond.
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Now I still don't know what to do,
I'm still drowned feeling blue,
My melancholy screams a distance,
But none seems to lend me radiance.
