Fire in my Veins

November 9, 2017
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My skin blisters with every rivulet of blood.
Crimson rolls down my paleness like water
Matching speed with the slope of the riverbed.
Mixing with the pool at my feet,
The lake turns pink.
Now such a lonely color

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