Red Harvest

Junk-O-Rama


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Cold so cold

No hope
No sense
Of being
Alive
Another empty day
Filled with
Empty
Rituals

Cold

Broken sleep
Broken mind
Broken peace
Broken bodies
I want
I need
I'm gonna
Tear it all apart

Cold so cold


Writer/s: Red Harvest