Crawling Quiet
The blood is dry upon my hands
The stains remain and remind
Of all the death I've seen
From hunger of something we kill what we need
I kill the love I kill the hope
I'd kill myself but then i couldn't cry
Sleep away the night
Then waste another day
Voices in the distance
I know I can't hide
Anger in this instance
No other emotion to find
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