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Post by oldnavy21 on Dec 4, 2012 0:17:39 GMT -5
My format is wrong in here but read and if you have any Advice I'd love to hear it. Thanks The pain and pleasure of fresh cuts Bleeding red droplets of sorrow She can not cry well... She cries in red, Red, red, burning red Every night she cries in red She lifts her chin to yell at God Crying red to sleep Morning comes she fakes a smile Asking God for strength, Strength to make it through the day but more importantly the night Red, red, burning red She’s crying red tonight Red, red, burning red It steals her mind she cries in red Red, red, burning red She slits her wrists Her mind screams NO! Sorrow flows within the red, She once thought red was happy She knows better now Red burns with hurt, sorrow, and cuts She once thought red was happy She now knows better Red is dark and flowing, With blackness creeping in Red is pain, Red is tears unshed, Red is no longer happy Red red burning red go away and don’t come back Red red burning red wait, come back, she needs another night, Another night to cry in red She cries in red, She cries in red Wishing, praying, begging her own body to stop, Stop wanting, stop craving The red red burning red She doesn’t want to cry in red She wants to cry and cry and cry Not from her wrists in burning red But from her eyes in burning white
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Post by donald on Dec 30, 2012 13:08:17 GMT -5
A cry for help / A cry in the wilderness / Red is danger at the STOP sign ahead / Red is a cape waved at the horns of a bull / Red is the blood of Life / Keep the red in your heart warm, flowing as the Living river.
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Post by unknown13 on Feb 3, 2013 0:49:57 GMT -5
I love this, I can read it over and over,
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