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Drip Blood Crimson red and so beautiful Maybe that's not the word Majestic That's it Not gorgeous or even horrifying Just majestic Blood Dripping from my nose No big deal Drip With every drop I try to stop Failure Drip Endlessly crimson No matter how much I try to stop it Drip Another drop shows me failure Dripping faster and faster The sink fills Drip Drop by drop I face my own mortality A friend walks in I reply its not a big deal Drip As I look in the mirror My face like a rose Resembling my own death Drip With the sweet red turning darker Than the dawn to night As the world starts to spin I get light headed Drip One last drop I drop Dead
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 10:05 AM UTC
Drop By Drop
Drip Blood Crimson red and so beautiful Maybe that's not the word Majestic That's it Not gorgeous or even horrifying Just majestic Blood Dripping from my nose No big deal Drip With every drop I try to stop Failure Drip Endlessly crimson No matter how much I try to stop it Drip Another drop shows me failure Dripping faster and faster The sink fills Drip Drop by drop I face my own mortality A friend walks in I reply its not a big deal Drip As I look in the mirror My face like a rose Resembling my own death Drip With the sweet red turning darker Than the dawn to night As the world starts to spin I get light headed Drip One last drop I drop Dead
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VaughanCreollo
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 10:05 AM UTC
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