Bleeding Black

by foxy cleopatra   Feb 14, 2006


Your blood bleeds red,
Your tears run blue,
Not black, as we'd think,
If we believed you.

You dream of never waking?
Slitting your wrists in time to this?
Your pain is so much worse than mine...
What are you, taking the p ss?

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