Red ringed neck, scars of past mistakes
The blades mark drips
Barbed-wire chokehold on your breath
Pink stained red permanently
An incomplete circle of regret
Let it drip, cleanse the pain
Smooth plains marked by a sea of hurt
Swim blade, swim
Mountains of either side preventing the intrusion of health
Red sea, way ahead of me
So beautiful still --
Tainted but lovable, wet and warm
In the curse of a unattractive stream
I find my refuge and cleanse myself
Dryad of pain
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that line...it is too long.
otherwise, beautiful.
fabulous, perfect - you got your meaning across in a world of imagery.