Crimson Blood And Poison Tears

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Rain, rain, go away,

Because of you the pain will stay.

Slit my throat, cut out my heart,

Leave me here, tear it apart.

Poison tears stream down my face,

My heart beats at a steady pace

As I try to stand again;

Alone and standing in the rain.

I don't need you anymore...

Is what I think while tears pour.

I hate you like I hate my life;

But love is what cuts like a knife.

Love is death and death is you;

Its pain stains like a black tattoo.

Those memories come back again

And bind me in the ropes of pain.

Crimson blood streams down my head

Like a long, silk ribbon, tied by a thread,

:To a platinum bullet, a hole in my skull...

...Now just a memory that's faded and dull.

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