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I wear a ruby streak across my neck
My fingers are never dripping dry
Between my heart and yours is
Albeit a tattered and quite worn
Piece of duct tape
To fix your world in all its cruelties
To tape back your heart
Staples are used as a secondary
For extra coverage and strength
The roses tease, wave away courage
Anticipate our cowardly ways with ruby gleams
Drops of dew to wet our tongues and satiate us for the winter
Hope is my frown and that’s the reason why
My fingers are never dripping dry

I wear a ruby streak across my neck
To wear into your blue eyes surprise
As we mock each other with faux pas
Building a city of our lackluster bones and hollow eyes
Even worse is the in-between

Out of sight, out of mind
My body, my face are not glowing as the sun
Bleach my thoughts; strip it down to a glimmer
Or perhaps just a ghostly glow

Burning our flames in eternity
Our immortality proves nothing to you, not me
To my mind and my waterfalls, we collide
My spine reflects the whole of me
My fingers are never dripping dry

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