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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2308597
A deep poem I wrote when I was really sad. Extended metaphor. Hope you like it!!
Hurting the crimson with the kindest call
Kindest of the kind did not stay still
Strongest of the heart were taken to the daze
Staring at the soul with a broken gaze

Strings with pierced knives looking down
Deny every scar that paved through
It had the soul tied to the past
Head up, knowing the heartache won't last

Wings cut off, choked with petals
Every scar being respoken
Crimsons had been flowing through veins
But now they flow in discreet rains

Blood struck knives never show the realm
Scars never cared for, their meant to hurt
The raveling allies won't ever know
the realms of the crimsons the knives never show
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