take away the pain inside insane membrane of hate and lie decay the failure i disguise tho i see through bleeding eyes... i cant see a light no ,am i even alive no more ill flows , im still ill tho, you who writhe within my shroud can you feel the fever i hath found ,bet its raging like a fire now ,and if you let it burn you down ...will that make you proud ?.. no no more ill flows - hollowed is my faith in you ,when tragedy becomes your truth ,can imagine that its bleeding through the gauze you use to dress those wounds ,your bruised...no more ill flows , im still ill tho.
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