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Hyde Abbey
Looked in my deep inside,
staying behind a false smile.
trying to keep my heart inside my rotten chest.
Is not so simple, my skin full of scars,
but there is not enough blood
in my inside to make bleed my wounds.

It’s hard to go ahead
with a cystic life.
Tear off your pain,
pluck it from your day
and then go ahead.

Introspectively, everything becomes clouded.
Brings to light your fears and scuff your pain.

Scuff your fucking pain
Scuff your pain!

There’s not enough
blood to make bleed my wounds.

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