Monday, April 16, 2007
Red
Red is the color of life,
Coursing through the veins of time,
Unstoppable, invincible, insuppressible
It waits for none.
Red is the color of death,
A stain on the hardwood floors.
It flows like a river before me,
And washes away with the morning tide.
2 Comments:
Red is sexy ;)
i'm feeling rather sad after reading the poem....
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