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by silhouette fairy Jun 8, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
The dripping of tears this is what the living fears i creep down to spy on thee i see the horror then i flee the dripping of blood sounds but the source won't be found i see the dying i hear the crying the dripping of raindrops can be heard on the roof tops i hear the thunder i must wonder the dripping of the blood is heard once more there lays the victims on the floor i ate a brother i killed a mother
