It's my blood that spills out your name
It's your name that gives me this aching pain.
I take this knife to my arm
and it's your name that is carved.
And the red that spills out will be for love
because you are the one I'm always thinking of.
And when I'm in doubt
I think of the one love I'm without.
Because of what you did, I changed for the better
and with this bloody arm, I write you this blood soaked love letter.
 
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