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that blood that covers the floor
is that from me no it's coming from the door
my lover how could you do this
leave me in a world i dont know
i thought you loved me but you slit your wrists
it's like you cared about everything so much you made it your life
and your life went down the drain like your blood
the blood is black and red where is the black coming from
it's coming from me
i slit my wrists so that way i will die
i will be with you forever my love was that much
in death or in life i will love you
no matter what