Blood Red Rain

by Idiosyncratic   Dec 4, 2004


I toss and turn
And think of the knife
The cruelest weapon
That changed my life

It started with one
I thought that was it
But I was never done
Too easy to quit

Look through my eyes
Although they are closed
See it my way
This secret you exposed

Blood red rain
The only point of view
Such sweet pain
Forgiveness on cue

Each tiny red scar
Means so much to me
What freedom they are
This forever lasting plea

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