Tears Of Crimson Blood

My Heart cries hot tears of crimson blood,

My Soul aches at being torn from it's twin,

My Mind screams with rage and confusion,

My body has lost it's longing and, desire it once felt,

I'm in the eye of a tornado, and if I move one way or the
other I will surly die,

There is nothing to do except wait out the storm, and
hope I survive.

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