crime scene in the head -
control you like a rag doll.
sleeping alone was too sad -
we stopped sleeping
sleeping at all.
if you're still here,
who then owns the hell?
hurry up there,
in the heart of hell, my dear.
see you under the death knell.
crime scene
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