Blood
Blood...
Beautiful, everlasting, mysterious,
with my blood stained hands,
into a great abyss of darkness,
in the walls of my imagination,
raining crimson tears,
stealthy, vehemently, independently,
My soul...

Blood
Blood...
Beautiful, everlasting, mysterious,
with my blood stained hands,
into a great abyss of darkness,
in the walls of my imagination,
raining crimson tears,
stealthy, vehemently, independently,
My soul...
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