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Crimson

Extended
a branch
skeletal
shaped like a hand
offering warmth and
illusions to the past
and the wood won't burn

That's the last time
you make me spill my drink in
my lap

I don't want you
but I still
see you
in the paintings as I move
around the room
like a brand new
ghost
who is ashamed and afraid of
their new home



Written by Dreamboy
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