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A poem with too much red
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by Ioana Camelia Sîrbu [Camica ]
2006-09-19
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The sound struggles between my red lips
Like a red guitar inside ones arms
The poem labors to exist beside me
Bleeding
Because my teeth have rusted
Of the autumn of my heart
That still keeps you in
Bleeding
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