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This violent duality Is physically docile Yet There is blood On the screen On the sheets Obscuring vision Who Did this? You're drenched in crimson It drips In sickly strands From the tips Of guilty fingers You plead innocence And choke on it Cornered Seeking the path of least resistance An admission is made And Brackish streams Adjure forgiveness Cornered Seeking the path of least resistance An exception is made And These hands Are red too
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Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
Worthy of Admonishment
This violent duality Is physically docile Yet There is blood On the screen On the sheets Obscuring vision Who Did this? You're drenched in crimson It drips In sickly strands From the tips Of guilty fingers You plead innocence And choke on it Cornered Seeking the path of least resistance An admission is made And Brackish streams Adjure forgiveness Cornered Seeking the path of least resistance An exception is made And These hands Are red too
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20/Cisgender Female/Upstate New York
Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
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