red
his favourite colour
stained the sink
not once did he blink
his best friend
held tightly in his hand
carving lines
that cant be erased
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Depressing poems
PoesieJust some words strung in a pattern to release how I'm feeling and the thoughts that plague my head.
A man's bestfriend
red
his favourite colour
stained the sink
not once did he blink
his best friend
held tightly in his hand
carving lines
that cant be erased
