Playing violin.
my innocent skin,
a bow.

Numb

Blood rushes to the surface
the surface of my flesh.
Now reminded of it grace,
it's taste.

Sitting on my bed
enjoying the relaxation
without the fear,
without the pain.

Numb.

Pain is no longer,
red sure is my color.

Search between the pain in me,
in red I shine.
 
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