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Tonight I'm so alone.
No one there to watch.
Just watching myself
Bleed, bleed, bleed.
I continue to fight.
I lost all the time.
No one can save me
From the blood on the floor.
The pain that follows.
The red sea.
The empty lies to my replies.
All of it is filled with blood.
My blood.
The blood that has been spilt.
All the same.
It's all the same.
The pain I felt.
The river bled.
All the dread.
Now what do I feel?
The river of blood surrounds me.
No longer able to see the light.
Destruction destroying me.
No light, only blood.
Pain,
Loss,
Destruction,
Blood.
No one there to watch.
Just watching myself
Bleed, bleed, bleed.
I continue to fight.
I lost all the time.
No one can save me
From the blood on the floor.
The pain that follows.
The red sea.
The empty lies to my replies.
All of it is filled with blood.
My blood.
The blood that has been spilt.
All the same.
It's all the same.
The pain I felt.
The river bled.
All the dread.
Now what do I feel?
The river of blood surrounds me.
No longer able to see the light.
Destruction destroying me.
No light, only blood.
Pain,
Loss,
Destruction,
Blood.
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like the poem!!