Bloodied Page Of Lies - Poem by Crimson Love
Blank lines fill with blood,
the words much to red to speak,
have been uttered past broken teeth,
heated past melting,
lines- and words disperse among,
a bloodied page.
Swollen- engorged with heat,
bleeding through your ink,
truth is seen,
the distortions in which tongues wrestle,
finally a falsity,
rests upon the tip of your tongue.
and longs to destroy,
everything I've ever known to be true.
and every spilled word,
my pen bled for.
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