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Mar 2020
Red
I have so many feelings and no words to express them
No where for pent up pain to go except out
It drips out with blood
It sticks to my sheets, my floor, my skin
It stains my clothes until all I see is
Red

Red for anger
Red for pain
Red to cover the growing blackness of insanity
As it creeps through the crimson
It’ll all be black soon
But I’ll try to cover it while I can.
Written by
Tegan
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