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We all Bleed red

Everyone thought i was impossible to break.
I was always the solid one.
But unsinkable ships sink,
and i'm tired of being strong, of having to think.
I want to be empty, it's easier that way.
Call me crazy, I don't give a damn.
Because one day you'll see,
we all bleed.





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