Tastes like Blood
Come love, Come make me better than i was. Take the heart out of my maw and Wipe off my red stained teeth. Purge the bitterness of iron off my tongue, Cut the bondadge on my veins and let your gentle touch sterilize what is left No surgeon can repair what i hold to you, Your kindness shall cleanse the taste of blood.
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