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Written for a dark poetry contest |
| Curved up like a smile Been thumbing its points for a while I can wear my heart on my sleeve It's shine is blinding Baring teeth like a dog grinding Drooling red like the wounds on my leg So calming it doesn't surprise me The touch of it all feels like love Retribution leaves me floating like a dove Crimson red, please save me From burning my dollhouse ever so slightly |