veins are like rivers,
in the end they all run dry,
hurt is like sinners,
and the crimson tears they cry,
depression is like a permanent sting,
a sting that wont go away,
heartbreak like a doll on some string,
losing control of what to say,
love is like a drug,
though people think it but a game,
your lost and needing a hug,
my love for you is strong like a flame
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