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A hand rises out of the scarlet misery  Saving grace, leaving trace Pull it out I see this crimson horror In lieu of my salvation Deception and Duplicity I try to pull but it consolidates its hold on me And it's me drowning in the red pool
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Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 8:36 AM UTC
Red
A hand rises out of the scarlet misery  Saving grace, leaving trace Pull it out I see this crimson horror In lieu of my salvation Deception and Duplicity I try to pull but it consolidates its hold on me And it's me drowning in the red pool
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Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 8:36 AM UTC
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