The Bleeding Tongue ( Poem )

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Attached to empty motives

leaving reasons unreserved.

By the lips of crimson amber

the sharpest blades are words

~

For the softest feeling melted

in a cold and darkened heart

where the scent of dying roses

helps remind me we're apart.

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Is The cost of inner healing

worth the pain that's in between

is the closure that i'm seeking

give me reason to believe

~

It's the questions that confuse

when the wounds plunge ever deep

but, the part that hurts the most

is what you said to me.

~

"it's Over"

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