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| Red Tears | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I feel like crying red tears and bleeding blue blood You make me feel so insecure, You make me feel as there is no cure You make me sick you twisted son of a bitch, How can u leave me here in this fuckin ditch? Ravaged and enraged I find some strength, I make it outta the burning wreck to revert to my psychotic nature, I take my place in the earth surrounded by all that is true, All that is pure This thing is nature Where I cry red tears and bleed blue blood, I cry red tears and bleed blue blood. |
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| This poem was written by: Peter Charboneau About this Author: Coming Soon! |
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