When he bleeds
He still wants to
But just sees
What flows from his arms
It's left for me
And his problems
They're not his
And my problems
They're not his
No solace
No needs
But what was once intact
An internal shield
Set to deflect
His darkened deals
Has now become
A flooding gate
To intake
Void's embrace
Chaos plagues
Impulse praise
He wants cold and
He wants pain
In the eyes of his father
He is a martyr
In the mind of his mother
He is a struggle
He wants cold
He don't feel it When he bleeds He still wants to But just sees What flows from his arms It's left for me And his problems They're not his And my problems They're not his No solace No needs But what was once intact An internal shield Set to deflect His darkened deals Has now become A flooding gate To intake Void's embrace Chaos plagues Impulse praise He wants cold and He wants pain In the eyes of his father He is a martyr In the mind of his mother He is a struggle He wants cold Explain Request ×
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