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Tears of blood run down my face,
Somebody help me get out of this place,
I taste your fear instead of smell,
It is not heaven, just pure hell.

Tears of blood run down my cheak,
I need to take another peek.
Why on earth do we live?
Somebody has that answere to give.

Tears of blood drip down my lips,
my friends, I know, they have some tips,
Tears of blood are all I see,
Children in pain, and then there's me.


Beki Castro