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kianamp
kianamp in love with the art of poetry
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darling, please stay pink.

pink.

snow tickled

the tip of your nose

like white freckles

and dispersed stars.

you always

loved pure winter

but it's almost May

and you're still tethered

to your quartz crystals

that you claim

make you better.

the rose in your cheeks

have grasped your eyes

making it seem

that you bleed when you cry

and maybe

you really do.

I've seen the trail

your tears have left

a red gone pale

in its aftermath.

I suppose

skin stained pink

is better

then skin stained blue.

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