Blood Red Roses

Blood red
The roses she'd
Always received
Blood red

Blood red
The sole chroma
Of her world
Blood red

Blood red
Spurted out from
His thorn-like barbs
Blood red

Blood red
Her anguished life
Assiduous
Blood red

Blood red
Her favorite
Shade of roses
Blood red

poem by Alice Vedral RiveraReport problemRelated quotes
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