Blood is Redmature
Blood is red,
The sky is blue,
Today is perfect,
That's how I love you,
Pain is real,
Love is not,
So I feel reality,
for a fake plot,
A Feather on a hat,
The Black Parade,
A sainted place,
Where Darkness is made,
And the darkness shrouds
But you are proud,
Erases the day,
Blocks out the sound,
It engulfs you and kills you and swoops away,
All because Blood is red
The End
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Blood is Red, which
was posted on Oct 8, 2011 by
Nyxie.
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