0051.Red Like...

Red like...my cheeks...
When i hear you speak...
Red like... my heart...
Painting a work of art...
Red like... the blood...
Flowing like a flood...
Red...
All these things art red...
Until it got screwed up...
Thanks to you...
Now my heart is broken...
Red blood at the door...
All most reaching my hard core...
Red...!

poem by Sunset Moonshine
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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