My hands bleed for you
Dripping on this stony path
Clutching this bouquet
My voice calls for you
Screaming for you to save me
Burning out my chords
You are as lovely
The red portrays who you are
A soul burning bright
Do your hands bleed too
Covering the porcelain
Staining perfection
Above is beauty
Below naivety breaks
These roses betray
Written: 2017, 18 y/o
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The Works
General FictionA variety of of works written by me from 2013 and onwards. Essays, poems, short stories, one shots; set tasks, random ideas, and dream-inspired.
