Murder
Secrets lie deep in skin and bones so I decided i'll carve my path, With each heartbeat, my passion flows, Crimson streams echo my love in a void. In darkness, my intentions breathe, Sharp whispers of a life without destiny The soft pitter patter stops. Doesn't matter, chop stab the bladder. knock out the shattered minds because we're all blind Disfigured blurred lines My love etched in the face of death; a hollow emotion. Their cries, a symphony of screams louder and louder Blood and tears weave the end because it spills it spills It's a poison, but I won't taste it. it's not mine. This poison was made just for you
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