My Black Blood

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My blood isn't the beautiful red of my kin

It is black the demonic ugly color of sin

It burns through my veins slowly kills my heart

My sister "ha-ha who were a bitch from the start!"

Lord! lord! clean my blood from satin's black

because now the will to love is what I lack

slowly softly steadily slit

then lets all the black

blood

dip

drop

drip

Until the ugly sister of the black blood is no more

Because the beautiful little sister heart is tore

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