V.
The blood in your heart
The love of your life
Slowly running down
A screaming knife
When being alone is better
Than being alive
Seems to be the only way
For us tonight
Red.
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Flos Chorum - (n.) Dancing Flower
PoetryThis is so bad, I'm so sorry, i started writing this when I was like 13, but anyway; •A poetry collection for lost souls• I have written all the poems in this book and the cover is also made by me. Feel free to correct any spelling mistakes and I wo...
