Her favourite colour
Somebody's hair
Everything is red now
But nobody dares
To find out why
Everything is red now
Nobody cry
It's painted on the walls
But nobody sees
And marked on our clothes
But nobody has died
Everything is red now
Like in a B-grade horror movie
Everything is red
Like a party or a race
And I'm gonna find out
Who painted this place
Her eyes were gleaming
And I was shivering
She made it red now
Just don't ask me why
A tin of red
And a paintbrush of fur
She climbed the fence
So nobody could catch her
And leaving a scene behind
I was framed
I was caught
I was given detention
And cleaning up her mess
That was the day
That everything turned red
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Blind Games
RomancePoems about love, betrayal,family and my feelings about everything