Bloody Mary

 

When darkness falls and the moon rises
She appears to give her surprises
Her hearts in pieces much more than two
Thus she returns to repay me and you
Her soul poor and lost
For having paid an unforgivable cost
One she could not predict or assume
Therefore she has appeared in our room
No longer will she be forgotten
Our nightmare alive but decayed and rotten

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