Stained
Love’s scars, such exquisite markings;
Branded with a faded fine line stain,
you’ve taken me taken my heart;
Handle it gingerly this fragile heart
it has become tender with markings;
Such emotion is known to stain;
Scabbed imprint of that bloody stain
embellishes so splintered a heart;
Always distracted by those markings;
Red ink markings stain your heart.
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