The pages have blood on them

The book I was reading had a fleshy feel

And a beating heart

I gingerly turned each stiff and heavy page

Engrossed

The words were so detailed, so emotive

A story full of lies and deceit, joy and laughter

I couldn't stop reading

But the further I went, the more it bled

(I had an idea for the meaning, but as I was writing I wasn't exactly sure on how to get that across, so let me know if this makes no sense at all/if you know a better way to phrase this.)

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