beware, happy endings do not dwell well here.
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Red, the blood from my wounds bleeds through my clothes; like the ink that bleeds through the papers as I transform words into my masterpiece.
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listen to my heart
it's calling you of its own accord
within this black darkness
you are a light
- website: straykids
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