Bloody Mary

by Spirit Whisper   Apr 17, 2012


Bloody Mary poem

A mirror he saw
A mirror he sees
Break it he shall
Or he'll never be free

Her name was said
Three times too much
Revenge she seeks
It's her unfair lust

Mirrors surround him
Her face he sees
The blood starts running
He'll never flee

Revenge she got
Oh yeah, it's sweet
Her name is Mary
She'll make you bleed

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