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Nobody leaves.
Thoughts are foggy, memories confused,
Just don't remember, the knife that I used,
Bleeding quite brightly, and over exposed,
Open the door wide, that swings only closed,
Exchanging your coat, for something more white,
The reason thats left, isn't quite right,
Conversing out loud , to those in your head,
Could be the reason, your chained to the bed,
Gods talking backward, speakers in the trees,
Living in a world, where nobody leaves...
Just don't remember, the knife that I used,
Bleeding quite brightly, and over exposed,
Open the door wide, that swings only closed,
Exchanging your coat, for something more white,
The reason thats left, isn't quite right,
Conversing out loud , to those in your head,
Could be the reason, your chained to the bed,
Gods talking backward, speakers in the trees,
Living in a world, where nobody leaves...
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