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Mar 2019
Brassy odor.
Metallic taste.
Warms my flesh;
Stains my face.
  
Pouring raindrops.
Clouded grey eyes.
Liquid fire;
Strength disguised.
  
Rivers unite.
Blood touches tear.  
Crimson red;
Crystal clear.
  
Mixing the two
Red dye and salt
Gives more force;
Adds more fault.
  
Twin colors bleed
Stinging my face.
Salted wounds;
Pain displaced.
  
Yvonne Denise Springer
Copyright ©2002 Yvonne Denise Springer
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Yvonne Springer
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