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Drip A droplet falls Drip drip Two more follow Drip drip drip drip drip Five more and a puddle slowly starts to form And they fall Fast and many Like rain The liquid Making the puddles It is creating Look like They have been made With water From the red ocean Though the liquid Is too thick to be water Drip drip drip Three more fall And make the puddle forming Grow and splash Crimson Onto the painted white walls And it stains Driiiip Driiiiiip They slowly stop falling Driiiiiiiiiip The cloud of veins Are emptying Driiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip And the last drop falls And so does her body And it lands In the puddle of red And the room Its now colored crimson And no droplets are heard splashing For there are none left to fall And silence is the only sound left And her dead body finds peace And you can almost sense her happy grin As her life fades away | ||||||||||||||
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