Remind me to update my interests.
Whew!~Whooa!
The ghost of my presence is saying goodbye!
And I'll die without making things right
And you're gone and I'm on my own...
Broken glass cut
me to sleep
Wounds are
dissected so
deep I don't want
to wake up
I need this
blood to warm my hands
And you don't
have to understand
You just got me all wrong.
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