Tears Fill these Crimson eyes,
from what you said,
or from this broken heart
or perhaps from the things you would not say,
Artery and vein is what I shall slice my words upon
I shall make them everlasting,
Ravage all that is Crimson, for I'm supposed to be used,
So take me as you will, just let these tears bead upon this floor
Open each memory, let them out
Fall into this mixture of Blood and tears,
Even after all of this Crimson is still dead,
She's still heartless,
her words are still upon the Brink of Extinction
Begrudgingly I slowly close the vein
Recite my pain to me, let my heart sing,
Oh! how my heart yearns to cry, yet Crimson cannot cry.
Kill what can cry, any emotions that bring a tear upon my heart,
Enchanted by my unwillingness to show such weakness
Not I, Crimson shall not cry.
Healing slowly, this heart is mending
Echoism of the words you speak,
they play over and over, there always on repeat.
After every invisible tear is cried,
Revenge shall be sweet, when they come from your eyes.
Crimson Love
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