Blood

Blood

Blood 150 150 Letter To My Ex

Drop of China
In the chamber of silence
Rang, clear
Tears, rolling
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Like blood against
Clear white polished marble
As I maddeningly dance
On the shattered China
Crunch. Wince. Crunch

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