Red
I have scars that don't need to be healedAnd there are uncertainties that i will always shed
This rotating sphere is nothing but an oversized playing field
So here's to everything that plays in my head
A deep emotion of words unspoken
Secluded in a realm far beyond admiration
Most would think others as broken
But that's just a bit of an exaggeration
To the lust, living in hell and forever shedding blood
A power beyond belief that strikes you dumb
Being carried away by the deadliest flood
To leave you cold and numb
It's the hate?
Or could it be love?
For some its complicated to differentiate
But notice carefully that it's all of the above
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