Trickle trickle
Down my chest,
I wear the blood
Like a little vest.
Drip drop
Down the drain,
Pain messes with my brain.
Swirl swoosh
The blood is gone,
But my screams remain
Like a sing-along.
I'm not satisfied,
I'll never be,
Pick up the blade push it deep.
Trickle trickle,
Blood drips down,
Now I'm wearing a red gown.
I pushed too deep,
I can't see,
Spinning whirling,
What the world is to me.
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Simply Me On My Mind
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