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Cold
I've become so cold
I'm nothing but a hallow shell
With no soul
The pain has begun to numb me
What have I become
I sit here mutilating my body
Just to silence my inner demons
But how much blood must be shed
Before I can finally be at
Peace
I'm nothing but a hallow shell
With no soul
The pain has begun to numb me
What have I become
I sit here mutilating my body
Just to silence my inner demons
But how much blood must be shed
Before I can finally be at
Peace
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