Red Ribbonsmature
I untangle red ribbons, it's best, I find,
The meaningless musings that muddle my mind.
I wrap them repeatedly round readied wrists
To undo the knots and iron the twists.
I lay my thoughts onto my skin
To clear the mess and see my sin.
Then tie them all into a pretty bow
So no one else shall ever know.




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