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black blood runs through plastic veins
tattoos the words on paper-thin skin
like lullabies with harsh refrains
dirty needles sing my sins
graphite smears form Rorschach stains
darling, flash that Cheshire grin
don't worry, dear, i'm not insane
i'll play us out on violin
YOU ARE READING
Tongue Twisting Limbs
Poetrywith the words rolling off your tongue and a quick kiss from your lips all the little pink hearts linger.
