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Living dead
Artifical red
This river of warm fluid running down my arm
It wont do me any harm
Unless I cut way to deep
Like the scars on my soul
Still the blood continues to seep
The pieces you tookthat made my heart whole
Maroon fountains flowing smoothly
Yet they dont seem to soothe me
Whats left of me is just a shell
Holow inside
But I'll never tell
What you did to me is our little secret
And for your sake you better hope I keep it
Submission Name: Lifeless
