Leave, leave me with my thoughts
Tangled in my ghosts
A tempest of my loss
Soon the red will turn to black
I will be reborn
All my broken pieces
Will soon emerge as thorns
Eyes locked on you, my one pursuit
Eyes locked on you, I need the truth
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