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I Cry, and

    I Scream



I'm bleeding,

What does this mean?



The tears are warm,

My heart is cold



The blood drips,

    From my arm,



To the floor, my arms

And my heart are sore.



Is this heaven,

Is this hell.



What is this pain?

No one can tell.



Love, Disgrace, Hate?

End this now,

For both our sake.