Blood
Flows
When I
Do not
Know
What
Else
To
Do.
Shame
Comes
When the
Blood
Is dry.
Those
Crimson
Drops
I fear
Are
Tears
I cannot
Cry.
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Blood
Flows
When I
Do not
Know
What
Else
To
Do.
Shame
Comes
When the
Blood
Is dry.
Those
Crimson
Drops
I fear
Are
Tears
I cannot
Cry.
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