I love writing and reading poetry.
Your mausoleum is your home now,
where you're sheltered form all evil,
but your life does not prevail here
here in the lifeless dream made real.
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Look at the way she looks at you. Can’t you see the pain in her eyes?
Can’t you see the tears on her cheeks?
Now you ignore her, talk about her to her friends.
You’ve turned them away from her. Are you happy now?
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Emptiness surrounds you as you fall into your sleep.
You hunger for the truth, but your longing’s way too deep.
You wrap yourself in anger; throw tantrums at your door,
And you feel like dying now, so you dropp to the floor.
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So i drugged you up and drained you.
Drained your blood out with this needle.
And injected your blood into me.
Your blood now runs through my viens.
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I'm going to silently crawl away from you.
So you don't have to likeme.
Intead of you leaving and hurting me,
I'll leave you and hurt myself.
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