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Death Bed
I cry, I bleed, I read,
I'm dieing laying in my death bed.
Bed of black roses, sheets, blankets, and pillows.
I sit here feeling my soul leaving, goin to hell.
I lay here alone, no one has time, no one cares,
no one knows how I feel inside.
Voices in my head talk to me, telling me to come towards them,
They want me, want to rape my body, they want to.....
to..... rule the world.
I'm lying here crying tears of blood.....
I am in my death bed.....
I'm dieing laying in my death bed.
Bed of black roses, sheets, blankets, and pillows.
I sit here feeling my soul leaving, goin to hell.
I lay here alone, no one has time, no one cares,
no one knows how I feel inside.
Voices in my head talk to me, telling me to come towards them,
They want me, want to rape my body, they want to.....
to..... rule the world.
I'm lying here crying tears of blood.....
I am in my death bed.....
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