Painting your name Red

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The drops on my arms,
Weakening my knees...
The pain in my palms,
Making truth out of lies...


The dizzy feeling of love,
Rushing through my veins...
The metallic smell of blood,
Brings back your memories...


The ringing in my head,
Your name,
Is the pounding of true love...
The words on the wall,
Painting your name red...


The razor drenched in blood,
Reminding me you're gone...
In the soothing hug of warm water,
I'm hearing your laughter,
Again...

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