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Blood Runs

Trying to close it,
Forcing the hidden to keep still
Pleading with the revealed to put out the lit secrets
Warning the exposed to come back into isolation
But yet they bleed
And the red gush is too bright to be hidden
Too exuberant to be cleaned up
And just like that it becomes far too late
The hiding  place is no more
Burned
Treated as nothing
As if there was no tattered heart underneath
Dirt-like
Like the blood underneath the ruins
Blood runs
Pours out
Safe is nonexistent and comfort no more
Is it for her own good?
Will she learn from these mistakes?
Only time may tell
Blood runs
But soon evaporates
Wounds hurt
But soon heal
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