Red Flood
Based upon Blood by My Chemical Romance
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A cheerful heart,
To meet your end,
Please play the part.
You say you can’t
Control yourself
But grab the glass
Off of the shelf.
I know you love me,
Don’t deny,
I’ll keep on giving,
Till I die,
Blood, so dark,
And sticky red,
Drink all you want,
Until I’m dead.
I still don’t get it,
Such good luck,
You care though I’m
An awful—Oh!
And now it pours,
A sickly flood,
So still I’ll give you,
Blood, blood, blood.
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The Poetic Idiot
PoetryWarning: May cause tears, revolution, or the smashing of the technological device on which you are reading this.