bloodstains

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roses are red,

violets are blue

i beckon,

you come,

the night borne anew.

my sadness is red,

my love was blue.

ever enchanting,

i call out to you.

your blood is red,

your eyes were blue.

my hands are stained pink,

with the memory of you.

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