DeadMan

I promise you the most pure red
The red lips I bare
The reddest blood I see

I promise you my heart
I rip it from my chest
You make me heartless
That's fine

I love you

My arms bleed
So do my legs
My wrist

I'm half dead
I'm your dead man

I kill myself for you
I let you kill me
Try yourself 
I'm ready 
I've done it myself 
The first when I was 9

I lay out my wrist
A smile I bare 
My eyes blank
My lips dried with blood
My hair I rip out

I'm ugly
I'm weak
I'm love

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