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Red Ink
It was only words
never meant to be heard
silly scribblings without vision
sucking you in
tugging at your heart
ripping bullets thru your core
the voice of a dead man bleeds through the page
why?
why me?...
never meant to be heard
silly scribblings without vision
sucking you in
tugging at your heart
ripping bullets thru your core
the voice of a dead man bleeds through the page
why?
why me?...
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