sweet dreams

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blood stains

my clothes

my skin

my mind


blood stains

the kiss we shared

the words we whispered

in the dead of night

gone


but

blood cannot touch

the promise i keep

to never cry

for you

are happier 

in forever sleep


so

i push your hair

out of your face

plant a kiss 

on your mouth

say my final goodnight


i wish you sweet dreams




writers note: ive been doing a lot of poems that kind of center around blood and death, so sorry for that lmao idk its the only thing that comes to mind when i write :')

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