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Heaven drips from his eyes
and corners his mouth
with a smile, not of joy.
Ruby red drops
Not of violence, but
Made with his soul.
But he is a..
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mere feelings, must have written it while i was unconscious for some reason because i just discovered it today. still wondering what it was really abo..
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an old poem reposted.
inspired by a fictional character mixed with my own life, at the time.
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