Bloodbath
Posted August 13, 2007
The days grow cold
and my face turns pale
My veins run dry as life is torn from my body
Death disguised as beauty
I took the rose
and felt the thorns
Poison to my soul
To step into my own bloodbath
My flesh eaten away
But my eyes still remain
To haunt you forever
and drown you in pain
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