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Dear Wolf,
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Black and Red
This is what we are
This is who we are
-A colorful hue and a dark shadow
But when we mix,
When we collide,
We become the darkest red this world had ever bled.
So kiss me, and let the world bleed its pain in our deaf ears.
Let the world try to separate us back to our own hues
One with brightness and one with darkness
But they will fail.
They will fail so harshly that delusions of success will flood their rotten minds when we both bleed the dark red of our own veins.
When their blades rip away your head.
When their arrows sink deep into my chest.
When we cry out in pain.
And in sorrow.
And in agony.
They will still fail.
Because their blind eyes won't realize that the dark red of our love had made its mark on the earth as we bled them out from our broken bodies.
Like snakes our color slithers away into shadows, becoming the ink of pens that stain the universe of us.
Of our memories.
Of our mistakes.
Of the things we both know we'll never regret.
Of the colors that collided when we first met.
So, my love, I bid you never forget
The moment we first met,
When the world had bled the deepest, darkest red it has ever bled.
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Yours,
Little Red
