Flowing Blood

Wandering around in this deep red world,
I don't know any feelings.
Watching the forever flowing blood,
Only feeling the endless pain.
Haven't I suffered enough?
The nightmare goes on, blood merged with tears.
I wish I could cry
The moment a scythe makes a move,
The smell of flowing blood.
Why can I see my nightmares
If light can't reach this place?

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