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Porcelain hands write scarlett letters upon her wrist.Needles penetrate skin pleading to be released.Venom flows through her veins poisoning her day by day.Blisters appear on her finger tips as she hesitates.This is not a true story im writing it for a contest that wants dark writes.What Do You Think Of It And Should I Continue Writing The Poem?Please Dont Be RudeI just wrote it 10 minutes ago.
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