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Crimson Roses, Granite stones

Pain destroys my vision.
I feel so lost, so alone;
There is nothing good left.
I must have been left behind.

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I feel like I'm falling,
no escape, no way out.
Can you hear me? Are you okay?
There is no forestalling this.

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No brokenness left to mend,
you can't fix what you never had.
In the spring breeze, you were my friend.
Was that all just pretend?

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Crimson roses, granite stones.
Your sick pleasures,
my most hated opponets.

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Take of me what you want.
I have no energy left to fight.
But, just remember one thing,
I will never be tired when I'm gone,
I will always have the energy to haunt.

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