I bleed for you as you see through these melancholy dreams. A jaded hue, my heart turns blue, as my soul seeps through the seems. You've come upon a bleeding me, isn't this what you came to see? Well, then sit and watch me die in style...it will only take a little while.
"Set me free or let me be!"
Cried the web-caught bumble bee
Quoth the spider then
With a bit of a grin
"Why not stay for tea?"
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