Blood seeped through the walls
I have created my own Niagara falls
It is smooth and sweet
And it swept me off my feet
I fell in love with this blood
It mad my eyes flood
As I looked at it fall down the drain
Could I have possibly be going insane?
The cuts I make to bring out blood
Leave marks that stay
So when my love goes away
It leaves me something to remember
If I cut to deep there is a flood
But what can I say
I am always wishing for this feeling
The only thing that shows I am alive
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