Nov 2014
It drips down my face,
Warm and wet.
Red pours from my wounds,
Salty, it slides past my lips
and drips onto the floor.
I would apologize for bleeding on your floor,
**but it is your fault.
Warm and wet.
Red pours from my wounds,
Salty, it slides past my lips
and drips onto the floor.
I would apologize for bleeding on your floor,
**but it is your fault.
(America)
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