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A life of love is best expressed

By visions of blood

From cut wrists

Flowing in soft ripples

To the freshly tiled bathroom floor

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Purity of love !

This is shown by how much you hate

Your ex - lovers

New lover

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without pain and self doubt

your identity is marred

and you forget that your highest state

Is to remain a *****

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any one who speaks with clarity

About clarity

Is only trying to stifle your right

To say whatever you want !

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the poet says :

I am a poet

Look  !
See !

WORDS !