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Nov 2018
Wanting more and more
Got me here, where

All I can see is deep red blood
Splashed on pure white snow

A vague sense of guilt,
Sudden revelation:

I did this! I caused this wreckage
I am to blame. I am the Murderess.

It grows late tonight.
Nothing much going

All I want to do is get out and
Splash the walls, paint the town

red
nothing really personal, just ripper thoughts
Written by
Medusa  F/California
(F/California)   
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       Jamadhi Verse, Fix, liz and Gods1son
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