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Pain so deep, It cuts as it reaps. It plays for keeps. I sip from the haunted cup of emotion that leaves remnants on my lip And back I’ve slashed with a cutting whip. Feel my heart rip! I paid as deathly as love laid. So many peircings my tears made, I fade! I lashed out with a jagged blade. Blood spilled over white sheets stained with shame. This is how the red plague came. Why does red pain rain? Poison will profane!

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