MY SOFT SKIN
Scarlet takes over.
And then the physical pain
soothes the Emotional one.
They merge and become one.
It then serves me
It has done its part
It is good for me
It is Red,
It is Scarlet’s best friend,
My best Friend,
My last Resort,
My only way out.
I see Red,
And all disappears.
Me and Red.
No scars, No pain, No hurt
No Nothing
Red only –
It matters now.
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