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Words fall short to make blood run red The blank page and the heart that beats dead Resuscitating useless dead ends Letters from a prison cell bleed black Darkness illustrated, empty inside Could I have stretched my hand to pull you back? Could I have spoken a word to dry your tears at last? Slip through my fingers, orphaned from home I am truly alone Are there ears to hear me Crying out in the dark? Is there a hand to pull me Out of the sea, the sea of sorrow? Flatlines draw an attempt to color us right back together Nooses tying up loose ends Like stories that were never penned Resuscitating useless dead ends Bleed Black My heart has hardened to stone I believe I am truly alone Could I have stretched my hand to pull you back? Could I have spoken a word to dry your tears at last? Slip through my fingers, orphaned from home I am truly alone From Letras Mania