Stop

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Why....

Blood drips
Hate slips
Agony pain
Feels the same

Because it doesn't matter to me any more

That's not a reason

Tears fall
Love calls
For no one
Anymore

Yes it is.....

Like the crimson
On the floor
All around us
was never there anyway

I don't believe it

Then walk away

I don't do that

Figures

Look out the door
Only fire
Only hate
Could the devil ask for more

Stop no more

Stop what...
The pain or the suffering

The love or the hate

Pick one

All of it

Only a beam of hope
Can stop the demise


Or




It can fail

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