30My Nightmare

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Blood covered walls
Blood soaked sheets
Blood stained wrists
Blood stained feet

Red, red everywhere
The color of death
Torn limbs, torn skin
Out of breath

Drip, drip, blood on the ceiling
Eyes open wide
Blood stained skin
Nothing to hide

Cut, cut, cut through the skin
Ripped apatt without a care
Where's my pulse, it's gone
Finally escaped my nightmare

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