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I want to die and let my blood run,
I want to cry but the tears wont come,
I wont make you lie I know what youve done,
I want my heart to tear to stop the beating drum,
But the dagger youve stabbed just scratches across not getting the job done,
I want very much to cry but so much ive let them run,
That they will no longer drip I think my eyes dry have finally run,
I want so very much to cry but the tears just wont come.



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