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rosesandangels
rosesandangels
Red, like the blood boiling inside my skin, / White, like the snow on the ground burying the old earth. / Red, like the wrath inside, where it's always been, / White, like the corner into which I have been swarmed by mirth. / Red, like roses in the spring that will now begin, / White, like the wings on which I'll fly for all they're worth.