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Tears and blood a strange composition
But really there is no opposition
Pain screams out
Hurt beyond a shadow of doubt
Losing both, wanting more
Agony sears my very core
As days go by
I wonder how it felt to die
The disease that ate away
Leaving you with not one day
I cry myself to sleep
Wishing you were mine to keep
My heart breaks, until I don’t want to feel
Will this wound ever heal
Tears and blood are not the solution
But I have not the strength for revolution