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From my friends Crimson Dead
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Raped solace
your fingers seek stones
there is nothing more
you are falling apart.
A tragedy… melancholy
bursts into flames
divided by shame,
now, weep.
That is not how your story ends.
Wake up in armageddon
dive into the maelstrom
now wave
make me smile
live in my heart of confusion
with your hands tied to your feet
and stare at the pretty lights
as the bombs go off one by one.
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