The walls are red
The memories flawed
The tears mingle
With blood drawn
The walls are red
Fabric undone
Limbs go astray
Arguements done
The walls are red
With anguish unfettered
Your name on the door
In crimson letters
The walls are red
And so is the knife
That tore you asunder
That ended your life
The walls are red
I feel no remorse
I can now move on
You are out of my thoughts
The walls are dead
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