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2 AUG 2017 AT 7:14

Rivers of Crimson

I feel everything, but my body is truly limited, as it can only show so much. The embodiment of pain, so much pain, has become a mask of obsidian that has leeched into my skin. Layer after layer it builds, almost as though it is shielding me from the arrows that try ever so hard to see me bleed.

But can't you see?
Can't you see how day by day I crawl ever so torturously closer to the bearer of the bow?
Let me be. The thing is, pain is all I ever want to know, but it is something that I won't ever feel again. Please let me embrace it's consequences one last time, I terribly need to see rivers of crimson flow.

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12 JAN 2020 AT 19:28

FRIENDSHIP
=
LIFE

... PIKU...

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25 JUL 2017 AT 21:37

A False Hope

Countless nights with eyes so red and bright, under the starlit sky. I cannot dream, so instead my mind projects my most dreaded fortune before me.

Each night, insomnia disguises itself as an enchanted castle.
An enticing sight.
A fairy tale with its arms wide open, in sympathy.
A miraculous haven to take refuge from the barren corners of my tattered heart.

But upon entering, it's doors shut with chains and locks. A false hope. Its windows fade into mirrors that reflect who I really am. A foolish girl who does not realize that she is the cause of her own sufferings.

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15 JUL 2017 AT 12:04

Dying Secrets

She learned to impale her gaping heart with emotions, a secret unkown by the prying eyes of society.
Packing them down tightly, only letting a fraction reach the surface once moonlight filters through the rusted eaves covering her soul,
in privacy.

Inky nights of endless tears, the constant fear of what lies beyond the glowing light of a dying fire. No longer does the kindle she collect fuel the blaze in her eyes. The darkness of the nights begin to blind her, until all she sees is white.

Shards of broken glass plummet down from the ceiling like a hail of shrapnel, gashing her bruised body, numbing her
pain with pain until she is drowning in a thick bath of metallic crimson, immune to any sort of feeling.

Slowly she sinks, down to the depths of her darkest memories, where she finds herself craving the welcoming arms of insanity.

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14 APR 2018 AT 12:40

Back then, I used to laugh.
I knew the entire colour palette
by heart.
Hold your breath!
I used to hate white.

Well, I still hate it.
Far too perfect, if you ask me.
I used my laughter in painting
my room crimson, at times.
Do not ask me, why it's faded
now.
I wouldn't answer you.
I do not have an answer.

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17 JUN 2017 AT 8:03

The bright crimson aura that fascinated them,






That's her bleeding conscience wrapped in dead leaves...

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8 DEC 2016 AT 20:23

The day when
blue ink poured on, in those
sanitary napkin advertisements
changes to crimson,
our civilization will grow.

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20 AUG 2019 AT 9:45

Before I turn into a silhouette,
for once,
I would like to be painted
in my perfect blues.
Wrapped in a starry robe,
I would like to be floated away
to meet the reddish sun
in the blue ocean
joining the cobalt sky
with the shades of crimson
at the horizon.

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It's like the crimson Luna
Guard each of those
Blood dripped words
Penetrating from those
Insanely busy night.

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13 APR 2018 AT 11:45

Your lips
are the crimson
crime scene
I visit to trace
the fragrant clues
of my redemption.

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