Touch this dark, cool length of my soul.
this touch that lingers...crawling on my skin
and pulling at my hair.
The memory of you...
Another...and another
They line up and collapse
All the same...never stopping
For I never stop it
Death to red.
Bleeding and dying.
Soaking up life
I have no
control.
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