Obsidian
Nylist
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After this hell
Death is our home
Blood poured, blood poured
It's a miracle that my life has lasted for so long
Living with images stained of the blood you spilled
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I wish that there was a solution
Something to make what happened not happen
A way that you didn't go
A way that you didn't go
Away from here there was still a path
It happened too soon, too soon
Help me understand this pain