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3//( Bloody Rose )
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Crimson blood flows
in the red bright night
under the
moonlit sky
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cries they hear in the streets
disappears in the quiet
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snow falling down from the trees
can't keep up with the light
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drip drop
and one fall
drip drop
and another fall
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all the noises
echoing in the wastelands
nothing but dirt or sand
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you wake up in the morning
but now buried in the shell
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tired anyway
can't keep up with the rest
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like the colors on the pallette
like all the florals in the forest
everything disappear
disappears with the blood
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like it was never there.
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