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Red River

I stand; barely breathing Beneath the shower spray As her blood drips slowly From my finger tips Mixing with the water Dancing at my feet I felt no remorse Watching red fade to pink For the only little girl Ive ever made bleed Is the one in the mirror Always taunting me -ARI

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 3/7/2015 2:12:00 PM
I really like the mystery in this..Its as if this person lives in the writer's reflection and blood marks death..but not the end of this beimg in the writer's life .So deep.
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