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112 · Apr 2020
for me
you will bleed,
your hands the cause of your own wound,
the rusting liquid pooling on floors and drying into skin,
all because i told you,
i like the color
r    e   d
trust is a dangerous game
and death is where true beauty lies
but in the end
wolf and sheep both bleed the same.

— The End —