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Crimson Ribbons

Poetry By: TheUnnamedOne

Warning for hinted murder, disturbed ramblings, and slight swearing.

Damn those Crimson Ribbons and how addicting they've become.

Submitted:Mar 19, 2013    Reads: 18    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Crimson ribbons soak into your shirt
slipping through your fingers,
thread into the carpet, so soft,
so pretty, washing away regret
and pain and hurt.

Crimson ribbons flow freely along
carve a path on the floor
on your arm, on your tongue.

Rinsing through your dirty pleasure
crimson ribbons tease your senses
beyond wild restrained measure.

Crimson ribbons freed by a knife
crimson ribbons ran away with her life.

Look at her lying there growing cold
see the cloth ripped and the hair dull
her skin paling in the moon lit room
crimson ribbons rapidly getting old.

Crimson ribbons tied into her hair
beating from her heart, from every
cut and tear.

Crimson ribbons, lap it up fast
before the demons come and
take, yours will be last.

Crimson ribbons what a waste on the ground
drink it up taste as it sends you
spinning around.

Crimson ribbons freed by the knife
crimson ribbons, they've ruined your life.

Damn the crimson ribbons and how
addictive the've become now.


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