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She Weeps Scarlet Tears

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Look at her arms,
Ugly and maimed.
Her mind must be twisted
She must be insane.
Why, her skin speaks!
I say, it speaks!
An odd one that girl
With quiet mouth but talking skin.
Oh what a horrid sight!
Cut to her core!
Her soul, it cries,
Her heart, it groans.
Can anything restore
The frayed, fragile girl?
She releases inner beauty
Using her silver, sharp lover.
Tainted skin,
Slain skin.
Weeping scarlet tears.
Her eyes
Weep not.




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