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Bad place
Slap me hard in the face
I'm in a bad place.
Bloodstains on me
Handprints from the rage that wrought me
the struggle that this life has brought me
Demonized
My tears are glass shards
That leave me red.
The streets are paved with hate and malice
I drink and drain this poison chalice
It fills my veins
To bring me back again
Slap me hard in the face
I need a taste
Of the pain I've inflicted
the life that I evicted; violently
They never lie silently
My tears are glass shards
That leave me red.
Where the daylight ends
And the night begins
I find myself here bound in sin.
Walking in streetlights
Streetlights
Walking in streetlights
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