The closer I get,
the harder I fall
haven't seen blood
in thousands of platelets
hemoglobin pain
I had forgotten long ago
I cradle my broken nose
and I remember the taste
this time
the color of salty blood.
[End Holotape]
the harder I fall
haven't seen blood
in thousands of platelets
hemoglobin pain
I had forgotten long ago
I cradle my broken nose
and I remember the taste
this time
the color of salty blood.
[End Holotape]
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