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I would search for something unaware of what.

I would hate the people for the strength they got.

I would fixate my stare on the blood around me.

i would hide from the sun as i could bearly see.



So i would search for something to make me strong.

i would work out a way of why love went wrong.

I would stumble and seek for that missing key.

i would stop my life being a catastropy

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I would hunt and find  someone, said, theres a way.

I would put the peices together in a day.

I would know its blood i had to find.

I knew a donor had to be made mine.



I would be carefull for over a year.

I would lose my patiance due to fear.

I would hunt now for just what i can get.

I would happily engage in your bloodlet.