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Sep 2013
The red drops flow so smoothly,

Against my porcelain skin,

Making others shudder,

While just releasing what's within.



What you see as mutilation,

Doesn't cause me pain,

For as the tears flow from your eyes,

Mine flow from my veins.
Kerissa Lynn Rose
Written by
Kerissa Lynn Rose  Rocklin, CA
(Rocklin, CA)   
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