• aesthete_03 92w

    A Bleeding Society P1

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    But why,
    why do I have to suffer?
    The pain in my heart carries burdens of struggle.

    Everything is falling.
    The world is chasing,
    new worldly possessions.

    My flash is burning,
    my soul is breaking.
    Eternal pain or sufficient poison,
    which one would you lessen?

    Tell me,
    why do I have to bleed?
    Every stone thrown at you rests at my feet.
    No roses on the sidewalk,
    it is just blood on the concrete.