it flows throughout my veins. it is glowing in my eyes. it seals envelopes with great messages from sea to sea. it resembles Love. it reminds us of the Lamb. it lies and deceives. it is the lipstick stain on the collar of the adulterer. it tells of the alleyway events that happened the previous night. it shows the brave that fought and those who honorably died. how have you met red? how do you perceive it in your earthly eye?
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Poetryi was love then i was lost. ©writingxfreak NOTE: some of the photos/videos used in this book are not mine, and i do not take credit for them.
