Nosebleed

Scarlett lipped and unaware. Tastes of honey.
Tastes like the coins from my eyes have slipped.
While I slept. Dreaming of you.
Blood now on my hands, streaming from my heart and head.
Covering all I touch.
My broken bones inside, crushed in the memory of you.
Bleeding out, sinking away.
This love you had, crying out of me.
Haemorrhaging these emotions, replacing them with oily hurt.
Bruised. Battered and bloodied. Because I lost you.

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