kyra1
1 apr 24
DeRank ™: 3,00
I’ve seen people die
be it from murder or rape
Their villages burned down
they were trying to escape
I couldn't bear their gazes
I looked straight at my shoes
It was sharp, it was tragic
it was almost like the Blues
it was almost like the Blues
It's inevitable that I die a little
in the midst of every criminal thought
and when I'm done thinking
I must die a lot
There’s torture and killing
and all my terrible summaries
War, missing children
God, it’s just like the Blues
it’s just like the Blues
be it from murder or rape
Their villages burned down
they were trying to escape
I couldn't bear their gazes
I looked straight at my shoes
It was sharp, it was tragic
it was almost like the Blues
it was almost like the Blues
It's inevitable that I die a little
in the midst of every criminal thought
and when I'm done thinking
I must die a lot
There’s torture and killing
and all my terrible summaries
War, missing children
God, it’s just like the Blues
it’s just like the Blues
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