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Your face is red but now it's blue I guess I should probably stop choking you Blood is red and children turn blue When you squeeze on their necks for an hour or two Roses are red, my social life is in heaven I haven't felt happiness since i was seven
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Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 2:50 PM UTC
Red
Your face is red but now it's blue I guess I should probably stop choking you Blood is red and children turn blue When you squeeze on their necks for an hour or two Roses are red, my social life is in heaven I haven't felt happiness since i was seven
These are actually three different works but I combined them (and I was just tooo lazy to think of a more original title).
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Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 2:50 PM UTC
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