Blood and Dew
Lying down with my eyes open,
spending my day in the dark
Then she comes close,
follows her a hint of spark
Gleaming my face with the light of her smile,
she holds my hand
It starts to rain as I turn around,
I could hear her heels clopping on the ground
The rumble of thunder made me realize,
I was dreaming of her with my open eyes
She left my bed, when I was asleep like dead,
cashed out my soul, leaving tears to shed
To wipe my eyes, I moved my head,
my vision was blurry and I was soaked in red
The growing noise gave me a clue,
The crowd was restless to pass through
There was no thunder, there was no dew,
The clouds were my veins
and the blood was dripping through
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