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For Whom the Blood Drips
Pitter patter
Hearts that shatter
Drip emotion
Cause commotion
But nothing like I will.
The broken hearted
Won't be parted
From what they loved,
By God above,
I swear their hearts beat still.
It shan't be theirs
That breaks and tears
Their oppressor's done
Killing for fun
His heart will break in two,
His head shall roll,
And pay its toll,
His blood shall drip,
His throne shall slip,
All because he hurt you.
Hearts that shatter
Drip emotion
Cause commotion
But nothing like I will.
The broken hearted
Won't be parted
From what they loved,
By God above,
I swear their hearts beat still.
It shan't be theirs
That breaks and tears
Their oppressor's done
Killing for fun
His heart will break in two,
His head shall roll,
And pay its toll,
His blood shall drip,
His throne shall slip,
All because he hurt you.
Published 17th Aug 2014
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17th Aug 2014 5:33pm
Anonymous
- Edited 16th May 2018 10:09pm
18th Aug 2014 1:25am
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18th Aug 2014 1:51am
Thanks for the comment, and thanks for the inspiration. It was a pleasure to work with your title.
18th Aug 2014 2:50am
18th Aug 2014 6:40pm