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It's the fear that's talking.
Carrying the load of pain
Once that was so beautifully hidden
under the skin flowing in vein
Nightmares, memories, dreams
wrapped in past, present and front
I can veil everything miraculously
But I prefer the mundane to be blunt.
Scarlet fluid, once warm is now
Inflictive to be cold and curt
As it takes a broken heart to know
How to break a heart!!