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Crimson Rivulets
My heart is as dark
As this cold, obsidian night
Drowning in its blood
Crimson rivulets
Dripping from the jagged wound
Of my raw pierced heart
Love is the culprit
That brought all this pain inside
Pounding, biting pain
Is it really love?
Or was it I who brought this
Pain upon myself
The night consume me
In its blackness as darkness
Shroud my mind of you
As this cold, obsidian night
Drowning in its blood
Crimson rivulets
Dripping from the jagged wound
Of my raw pierced heart
Love is the culprit
That brought all this pain inside
Pounding, biting pain
Is it really love?
Or was it I who brought this
Pain upon myself
The night consume me
In its blackness as darkness
Shroud my mind of you
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