RED...
They cooed her name
They bestowed upon her
In the hope of blood
RED...
They molded her name
Curbed her feelings
Made her the reaper
RED...
They praised her name
Brought out a champagne
And drink to her name
RED...
They barked out her name
Spewed out the threats
But all to no avail
RED...
They feared her name
That brings about death
Smelling of snow and breeze
RED...
They whispered her name
Checking over their shoulders
Scared out of their minds
RED...
They stuttered her name
Blood gushing out of them
Falling limp to the ground
RED...
She uttered her name
Waiting for something
Nothing happens...& she smiled.
YOU ARE READING
Mine...
PoesiaIf you think you can figure me out through this book.. I am sorry... you can't... These are just random bursts of poetry in my mind. CAUTION: You are about to enter a very dangerous territory... ie, my mind... it is full of chaos... WHATEVER COMES F...
