Crimson

By C-L-S

You made me bleed,

I broke open your scars,

the crimson color running out of our hearts.

 

To late to stop the bleeding,

I can tell we're repeating,

now it's went through the bandages.

 

You and I trying to reverse the damages,

but it's to much to manage.

 

So I'll take the blood and tears you left me with to paint my canvases.

 

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C-L-S

VT

16 years old

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