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Hours
Hours turn into days,
days turn into weeks.
I can't get out of my head,
I get no sleep.
Scared to look under my bed,
because that's where my demons lay their heads.
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Crimson
You made me bleed,
I broke open your scars,
the crimson color running out of our hearts.
To late to stop the bleeding,
I can tell we're repeating,
now it's went through the bandages.