evil skin

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I've dug my nails
Into my own hands
Red stains came up to the skin

I want to jump out
Feel born again
But my empathy is feeling thin

Thinner than my soul
Black as the coal

Lost in the fire
Of burnt desire

No more faith
No more hope

Leave me in silence
I just need to cope

With my evil skin

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