Red

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Red

I see the red in your eyes
Blood's out of your mind
Lipstick stains your heart
And you tear mine apart

The red is sickening now
Crushed the red of vow
Your mirror's broken ground
And your eyes, blue and round

Color, its draining in blue tides
Its draining from your eyes
The red just replaces it all
And I'll make the final call

We have red flesh and skin
Inside we're stuck in red sin
The silence oozes our blood
And your body lies in mud.

It was bound to come dead. For we had nothing but true red. 

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