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i shut my eyes
a misguided attempt
to banish this sight
burnt deep within me
the knife in your hands
you struck deep
made me bleed
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can you foretell
the truths
the patterns made in red
the heart of me
question me
broken words
shattered idealogies
cut as they fall
the knife in your hands
you struck deep
made me bleed
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hard to imagine
i would crawl away
but i no longer want to play
seize the day
ice thin blade
i will cut you down to size
pieces falling from my halo
i am what you made me
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There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness, truth, beauty and a picture of you.  Blackbird singing in the dead of night, Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Fly, Blackbird, fly Into the light of the dark black night.
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