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Keely

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Copyright, Keely

Sharp metal gray,
Little unkown fears
Floating away,
On little blood tears.

I love me so,
I love me not.
Am I divine?
Or am I forgot?

To me it is good,
To you it is bad.
You don’t understand,
Its not that I’m sad.

For this thing,
I feel no shame.
What is there to gain?
I no longer feel pain.

Sharp metal gray,
Little unkown fears
Floating away,
On little blood tears.

 

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