Crimson Water

by RedDeadShore   Mar 5, 2008


Lets slit our wrists and burn,
Burn down something beautiful,
Something beautiful that once was a dream,
A dream that once again died,
Again died because of the complicities,
The complicities that drove me mad,
And now I lay dying, drained and sad.

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