The flags I've seen in you,
Red was the colour.
The lipstick that I've seen on your shirt's collar,
Red was the colour.
The wine you bought me in guilt,
Red was the colour.
The diamond you promised me that night,
Red was the colour.
The pretty greeting card you gave me at 12 on our anniversary,
Red was the colour.
The blood that ran down my hand,
Red was the colour.
The fate that I chose for myself,
Red was the colour.
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There Was A Feeling
PoetryWhile so many things could've changed, I wanted to decide I'll always be the same. But why is it so difficult? ------- This book is the poetry book with poetries highlighting topics anxiety, depression, self-doubt, heartbreak and many more such fee...
