Crimson rivers envisioned in the mind
Wishing only to become reality
To help repay for the pain caused to one held so dear
To provide justice for the wrong against a loved soul
Streaks down the arm
Across the heart
And deep into the chest
Wishing to become reality
The body sought to be ravaged for unjust deeds
The mind constantly tormented never to sleep again
Waking nightmares are deserved to the one who prays for death
The cool sleek blade never to come for promises must be kept
Streaks down the arm
Across the heart
And deep into the chest
Wishing to become reality
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