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The core bleeding

All inside is salt,
a core bleeding,
a knife,
a loneliness alone,
a fight,
a shore
of nothing
of a broken love
of nothing,
of a broken love.

That's me
the laugh of a tear
and whole pain.

It's dark
And it's late for tomorrow
just only sorrow,
around the heart

Words can't express
what is shouting the voice,
because it's bigger than me
and it's so strong
that just can't be stood,


I'm so alone...

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