at night
I will become a fiery red
dancing in the moonlight
calling you, like you said
you will keep me close
worried to let me go
I wouldn't wither
like you fear so
we will make love
under the silver skies
the fiery moon will turn
a fiery red, in between sighs
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I have only lost
you have very well gained
I will keep dying
but not because, I am a saint
I will keep dying
because I can
and I will pray
you don't die a heartless man
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©VioletEden
26thMay2017
A/N: that was supposed to be some contest entry, but honestly I didn't want to exhibit a weird number and end up being the laughing stock of the month(lol!) So in the drafts, it stayed.
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Vermillion
PoetryI have been surviving the past few years, counting on my hands, the days taking me, to the impending end. I will not. I will not sacrifice my hands anymore for something so sacrilegious. I color my hands with Vermillion, rub the pages of my noteboo...
