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Jul 2019
There is a
Secret
That shares my every
Emotion.

Starting from the
Decolletage,
It peers 'round every
Forced smile
And
Kind word.

Vermillion
Is a cruel mistress
That climbs my neck
And clings to my *******.

Bright
Red
Sirens.

You can not hide from her.
The more you try
The further she creeps
Up
My
Neck.
I don't recall ever writing this
moon child
Written by
moon child  26/F/America
(26/F/America)   
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