Blood
That bitter taste, that
was once oh, so sweet.
"Red" can be a colour
but not to me.
Drip drop the blood
has stopped,
so what happens when
I'm not the one you thought?
~k.w.a.v
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Rain
Drop from the sky
to fall upon my fall my face.
My tears will drip down
like they're running a race.
No one can tell and I won't say.
Am I crying or
is it just the rain?
~k.w.a.v
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PoesíaI write poems/poetry and just some thoughts that I have. I hope you enjoy them or feel emotions though them. .. My emotions are always all over the place. So you might read some poems that are really happy but then right after you might read one t...
