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Welcome to my home,
its so nice to meet you.
And
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Now its your turn to start screaming
out demands of everything
Mark these words,
I'll never let you leave here empty handed.
The wounded,
The lovesick bloodstained walls
and the cross that left
Take in words,
or all my thoughts.
Study days,
where this is what
Often noted,
left and lonely.
I've been trying to
figure out where you
So listen up,
I won't let you go
without hearing what I
