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Bloody Mary
The darkness between
The ice and the blood
Black as night
And still as mud
Holds timeless conflict
Between blood and water
… within I wander.
Green spear through which
Black spike does prick
Green orb piked high
On a stick
Ordains the drink
To quench my thirst
… my last, or first?
Imagine not only
What this life holds
For dreams of nights
To come unfold
Ourselves, so true,
So warm and together
… life, blood, and water.
