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Wicked CrimsonA Poem by NoofwiseCut my wrist. Shame bleeds across this floor. Wicked crimson of lies and guilt. Buried deep, a darkness untold. Redemption here in arterial flow. .. |
Wicked CrimsonA Poem by NoofwiseCut my wrist. Shame bleeds across this floor. Wicked crimson of lies and guilt. Buried deep, a darkness untold. Redemption here in arterial flow. .. |