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This is the blood from my heart,
falling down in litlle dark drops,
turning darker drop by drop.
I don't know how I got here,
and I really don't know how to get out.

I feel like I'm falling to little pieces inside,
I can't wait to be just a pile of ash,
then I could finally be free.
If I only had wings,
I would fly higher and higher,
and just when I would reach the highest point,
I would simply clip my wings off.

This is the blood from my heart,
as dark as is gets,
falling down turning the snow dark red.
All this comes down to just 2 words,
those words are for anyone who can hear them.
Those words are: Save me.

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