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Stained

May 6, 2013
By Anonymous

Roses Are Red.
Violets Are Blue.
Sugar is Sweet.
And So Are You.
But the roses have wilted.
The violets are dead.
The sugar bowls empty.
And my wrists are stained red.

© Anonymous

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