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Red Ribbons Of Pain
BK (2-23-89 / Washington)

Red Ribbons Of Pain

red ribbons of pain run down my face,
im blinking wildly trying to see your face,
realizing that all the bad you've done,
overcomes the good.
red ribbons of pain running down my face,
making my mascara run,
while im searching frantically for a razor or gun,
until im finally done.
red ribbons of pain still running down my face! ! ! !

(my little sister and i made this poem up together)

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Hope you continue to collaborate... kudos to both of you! ! Good write! ! Brian