My Dear Crimson Bride
Bathe not in white
Be cloaked in blood
Whilst in my sight
I will let you cry
Wash yourself in tears
So let me be the source
of all your fears
My crimson bride
The love I hate
This is your life forever
This is your fate
I am your prison
your cage, your noose
My Beautiful crimson bride
Painted from abuse
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