I lick off the wrists I you your my blood papers as pale thus become
I am not afraid I am not afraid to while whispering my name
Becoming weaker whispering with all his strength to help,
someone comes running but does not see us.
I am not afraid I am not afraid to while whispering my name
Becoming weaker whispering with all his strength to help,
someone comes running but does not see us.
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