Bleeding from an unseen wound
The place I love becomes a tomb
The sunlight pierces
The hate within
I want to push them back,
I'm coated with sin
Forgetting my dreams,
Too close, too far
I'd rather die than be your play's star.
The blood seeps out, my skin doth part
I'll beat them down, with a ruthless heart
I can't bear this loss
Trusted blindly,
So here's the cost.
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