it leaks

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The knife,

Cuts the skin,

The blood,

Stains the floor,

You can't,

I'm in a grave,

OF springs,

My skin was once,

Purple,

5 kids,

5 suits,

Who am I?


A black hat,

A brown suit,

A cupcake,

A yellow suit,

A guitar,

A purple (blue?) suit,

A hook,

A red suit.

A pizzeria,

With a past,

So gruesome,

Parents demanded it close,

It did,

But it opened again,

Now with a added surprise...

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