Red Colored Water
I am made of glass
See through to my soul
Through to the cold
Where life took it’s toll
They stood here before me
Casting their stones
Scratching my surface
Please, suffocate the moans
Silently screaming
I beg for your aid
But there you stood watching
All my abilities fade
I want to blame you forever
For my spirit unsaved
Your condition of love
Was all that I craved
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