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lines have been drawn with blood; intricate circles

spilling emotions onto the floor
like red wine
Bacchus would be displeased

this face as if made out of marble
white and beautiful
a Goddess?

no, here lies my mortal woe
silent like a statue
my kiss meets cold lips


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