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the bloody child

    I am drenched in blood


    I am singing to the tune


    I am singing


    I am happy~


    “For the life of you


    You cant seem to find out


    Why


    It


    All


    Fell


    Down.


    Oh-oh-oh.


    I, i wonder


    How much i can take


    Before


    Before


    Beefoore


    I


    Start


    To


    Crack”


    A boy is singing this tune


    Again and again


    Walking down the halls.


    The people in the halls try not to look at him


    ‘The horrible smell’


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    They all think.


    The boy leaves a trail behind him


    A trail of blood


    Pouring from his every pore


    Leaving from his eyes


    Eyes that are opened wide


    Trying to find someone to look at


    The boy is alone


    The boy walks through someone who didn''t get out of the way


    As though they weren''t there.


    The boy starts to cry


    He doesn''t remember why


    He curls into a ball


    Against the wall


    The people in the hall


    Start to call


    Call for help


    Call for a doctor


    Doctors that never arrive


    Nurses that have long passed


    Flood the halls


    The boy looks up


    He sees a nurse


    She is clean, perfect


    She offers him some water


    He sings a different tune


    “Today i was alone


    I was alone for long


    But then the long


    Came to an end


    And i found a friend


    Now we play


    Now we sing


    Now we dance


    Until its time to collapse”


    The boy is walking through the halls


    The people are avoiding him


    But they look


    He is smiling


    He is holding hands


    With a girl


    No blood


    They both sparkle


    They both play


    They run around


    Singing, dancing


    While the priests pray


    While the gamblers gamble


    The mothers mourne


    In an empty home


    The children are welcome


    In the home of the dead


    “We were alone


    Alone for the sad


    And then


    All of the men


    And all of the women


    Pointed


    They pointed towards


    Our new home


    Where we are happy~


    Where we can play~


    Play all day~


    Then sleep tight


    Right through the night~


    To do it all~


    Again


    The next day.”
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