My Everything

Razor kissed Wrists and Blood Stained Lips
of the Purest Love you’ve ever Tasted;
such a Metallic Crimson Graces my Hips
as the Red Hides Nothing at All…
You were more than just the Thorns that I beared…
You were Everything that ever made sense to me at All.
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Art by jdr
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