Rae

I turn my back on you

As you get near

I shudder at your presence

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I’ve killed all of you

The blood’s on my hands

Took one look at you all

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Where do I start

You tore out my heart

Then complain to me about heartache

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I understand

That you care

That you wanted me to live

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I’m not in control

Tick tick ticking

Twitch twitch twitching

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Dear Creator, why?

What did you make me

This way

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Used to sleep with my lights on

Cause of fear of my demons

Used to check what time it was

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These are the pink walls,

That is the wooden door-

-From here I see my room’s door,

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