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Scarlet Symphony

Drip drip drip There she is, curl up like a ball, Hands pressing hard, raw is the pain, For a moment the heated pad works. Thud thud thud Powerless she's against the shedding, High and low, her hormones play tennis, Giggles of laughter turn into tears. Drip drip drip With every drop of Vermillion, A raging pain rise in her low back, The room is spinning, her head is pounding. Thud thud thud “Those are the scarlet drops, That could make her a Mother,” she thought As the light faded from her pain-filled eyes.

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