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Drops
Dripping to floor fresh blood flows
I hear each droplet splash
The silence confirms it all
I'm alone as I always knew I would
I feel the blood as it traces down my arm
Down my palm, tickling my fingertips
Each drop singing my sorrows
Each slice releasing more and more
I'm tired of pretending
I'm tired of lying
I'm not getting better
And I'm not doing fine
I hear each droplet splash
The silence confirms it all
I'm alone as I always knew I would
I feel the blood as it traces down my arm
Down my palm, tickling my fingertips
Each drop singing my sorrows
Each slice releasing more and more
I'm tired of pretending
I'm tired of lying
I'm not getting better
And I'm not doing fine
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