Red ribbons, crimson on plush white carpet.
Silver metal into ivory flesh, the cheap razor leaves its flavor.
Dirty pennies, the taste of life, leaks down a slender wrist
And cannot be cured by mothers kiss.
The end. Who will read? Useless words lost on eternity.
Infinities personification, and then the end of time.
No sense to be made in this grey haze.
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