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Color of blood
Fresh blood
Red blood
On my lips
I put it on
I take it off
I like it on
Can’t show it off
Too flashy
Too trashy
I hear in my head
Wipe it off
Pigment on skin
That’s all it is
But when its on
Fear sets in
Alarms in my brain
Painful words
Of a time in the past
Rush back in a flash
Too bold
Too much
I convict myself
I refuse myself
Just a lipstick
Just my lips
Send me to
A shameful end
I throw it away
Into the bin
Red love
Red hate
Into the pile
Of hidden me's
About the Creator
Lily
Writer, Teacher Assistant, creator and believer in the law of attraction
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