crimson kisses

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i drip, 

drip, 

drip.

down the cliff

a cliff of flesh

that's crumbling.


i feel bold and numb

at the same time.

pain and bliss

have no difference.


i've fallen down

& splattered around

i fade away to another

for brown is my dying color.

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