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I Am Stone And Tears

A red rose remains
red. Why are you not talking?
I had rushed over to inferno.

It was a frantic rise
of the mummified thoughts. I love to
die for the unraveling.

The tragedy of living
splits the hairs. I won; t be stopped.
I will not be intimidated.
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