Making my head feel like bloody streams.
Full, full; everything feels full, deep within,
And it makes me feel like the evil twin.
The holes in my pride multiply,
While I see the memories of love fly…….
Fly, they fly away; caressing the sky
Taking away all the WHYs.
The mind rises and the pulse gets lost
And hopelessness feels soft,
All because of the distant screams,
Indeed, indeed, nothing is what it seems.
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