Its like rain going down your eyes,
but its actually tears why bother
to have tears on your eyes no one will bother to care
why bother your mother nor father will care
how many tears fall from your eyes thousands maybe
will your mother or father bother and tear up with you no
its like blood instead of tears does blood come down anywhere else yes maybe not
mother and father bother of how you dress they won't bother of how you tear up
they won't bother at all
roses are red like blood on your eyes
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