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Bloody soul

Waking up with bad dreams
And sleeping with a spiritual thing
When I look at anywhere
What I can see is just a shadowy human being

Sometimes he comes closer to me
As he gonna enter inside me
and sometimes he kicks me like
I'm just a stone near his feet

When I open my eyes
I found him holding my hand
I scream and cry
But no one even can listen my voice

I Want always to run
But he pierces my legs by his gun
A gun I can't even see
But I always start to bleed

No one can see my scars
And the blood on my neck and blonde
I just scream inside my head
And they all take me as weak by mental strength

I try to run away
Away from the bloody soul
But he grabs me like
If I'm always his bitcy doll

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