Red card
Red roses, left at her door
Red nails
Red lips, smiled as she eyed the gifts
Red dress
Red heels, get ready for her date
Red room
Red table, food on their plates
Red gloves
Red blood, drew from the
Red heart
Red knife, curled into
Red veins
Red eyes, of her angry date
*Red everything*
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Crowns and Poetry
PoésiePoetry that you might like, or might hate Full of laughter, or tears, to fill your plate Press read and make me happy Let me warn you, it's very crappy.
