Tinge of life

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I trace your skin

With lips and hands

Unsteady breaths

Your pulse is warm and...

 

You whisper in my ear

And the words

Dance across my chest

They look like...

 

Broken pieces

They pierce my fingers

And threaten to bleed

Suspended tendrils of...

 

Flames that kiss 

My scalp; smoke and ashes

It rushes through me 

And all I see is...

 

                              Red

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 26, 2013 ⏰

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