The red lights fall on me
And I see blood on my hands
Not of who I’ve killed
Cause I had never
But from the scars on my arms
I’d rather hurt myself than others
Stop calling me a crazy monster
Even if I’m abnormal
Everyone is in some way when they are the minority
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Author:
zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 3rd, 2023 06:16
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