Goodbye
She fleshed out lines
of scarlet red
Poured from her heart's
bruised vein she bled
Two cuts divided
their king sized bed.
Sheath exposed, nerves unveiled
Painful memories, her words revealed
Breaths taken in, never exhaled.
With guided pen, her eyes sealed tight
She left for him, a wrong made right
A last goodbye,
that scarlet night.
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