The blood on the ground makes it hard to walk
So much of so little has ended here
Foul words drip through every crack,
crawling for me as I try to get out of here
Lost commitments,
Bitter lies,
Swollen love notes,
all seeping out of every crack
I start to loose sight of the truth,
it was the only thing that could lead me out
But now it's coming out of every crack
The whisper becomes a scream
The tears turn red
The silence is broken

The dawn will not greet me.

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