In me you'll see dirt flows freely
But you may find that my thoughts are unkind
Pure life needs knife, cuts off my life
But as you see, hurting you you bless me
I always wanted to cry after the act close my eyes
I always longed for the deep then I just wanted to sleep
Blood stream cruel dream, never make clean
Down by my side I feel safe when I hide
So you can see that my thought are for me
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