What I've Become

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Alone I cry

Crimson tears

In a world

Dyed in hues of black

Color that has been

Washed away

By blood and sin

The land once fruitful

Now is barren

And lays waste to any soul

It may find

Maybe

I hope

Life will resume

As it was before

Inside

I feel a change

Beneath the surface

The water stirs

I lie in wait

In my world

Drenched in regret

The whole world

Feels surreal

As it blows past me

In the form

Of endless

Strands

I fear the world

And they fear me

I lock myself

Far away from the world

In fear

Of what I've become

A monster in human form

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