An outpouring of crimson

Her tears flowed

Diluting the blood

From slashed wrist

Into a salty puddle on the floor.

Her body would beΒ picked up

The blot, mopped

But traces of lost love would forever remain seeped into the earth.

Much like it sieved through his porous heart

but remained deep on his conscience

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