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Red
Jasmine Jun 2013
Red
A hand rises out of the scarlet misery 
Saving grace, leaving trace
Pull it out
I see this crimson horror
In lieu of my salvation
Deception and Duplicity
I try to pull but it consolidates its hold on me
And it's me drowning in the red pool
Jasmine Sep 2014
You are the way the sun kisses my skin every morning when I wake up cold from the nightly mares

You are the song that's always playing at the back of my head but I can never really figure out the tune

You are the rain I loved recklessly getting wet in right before the exams I thought were the most important ones

You are the blood that pumps my heart every time I am so scared I freeze through the sea of my own sweat

You are stars I pack in the backpack of my mind when I know it's going to be a long, tough journey

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