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"Blood bath"
My head is forced under.
The taste of metal fills my head.
It's filling my senses, my ears, my eyes, my nose, my skin.
It's filling my senses, my ears, my eyes, my nose, my skin.
I can't feel you anymore, you're not here,
Why am I still suffering at your hands?
I open my mouth to scream, your blood pours out.
What have I done?
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
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