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blood price

Chained to this darkness
Pained by the thought of being alone
I trained my self to be numb
People said it was dumb
That I shouldn't give up
Yet I slice up my body
i roll the dice
with each slice
I pay the

                    Blood price
Written by sayia (dreaka marie darkwolf)
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