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Take your delicate fingers

Wrap them tightly around the barbwire

Let the feeling sink deep

As the blood runs out

Watch the shadows form

As the sun sets in silence

The night blankets the world

In darkess and dew

Feed the flowers your crimson

As their thorns grow stronger

Watch the rust in your veins

Change the color in your eyes

Bite your lip, my darling

Taste the blood of passion

Feel the color that cries

So gently down your chin

Let it stain the skin

That lingers in paleness

As it matches the moon

And brings tears to the stars

Lay upon the shards of emerald

As the rain sings a lullaby

Wash away the quiet pain

As the soul drifts into slumber.