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[coldredrain]

whispers escape violently
from bruised and swollen lips
echoing in the silences
of your warm and hollow breath
i exhale to tasteless memories
dripping down my spine
as the cold red rain
runs streaming from my eye
your fingertips flutter and
gently stroll across my face
so many stolen moments
in this ordinary place
take with you frozen pieces
of the ones that we have made