Lips Poem by Kaitey Cat

Lips



Lips,
Stained with blood,
Too much for the world to handle.
Pale white fingers,
Long and Fragile,
To hold you and drag you to your own fears.
Cold red eyes,
Watching you move in your sleep.
Black hair,
Like midnight pool of water.
Let my demons haunt you.

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