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Crimson kisses on my arms
Permanent marks on my skin
They’re words I can’t speak
The stories I keep within
But the lips that gave them,
They aren’t soft or warm
Instead, freezing steel
Has left me charmed
Whispering softly to me
Asking me for another
Wanting one more taste
Worse than any lover
All I want is happiness
Without medication
But it’s all gone wrong
Left me in desperation
Now I want the blade
I need it’s cool kiss
I love the bite n’ sting
I crave the insane bliss