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Some days are golden
Even if they were in my own mind
Shoot, I could go a week or two
thinking things were like I wanted
like I thought they should be.

Some days are bloody
These are the real days
You just crawl through the carnage
and look for signs of life.
And there is no comfort
because what you see around you
is what you've done to yourself
and the ones you love.
These are the only real days,
these are the ones that scar.
These are the ones that matter
These are the ones that last
and make us who we are forever.

Life is red


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