V E R M I L I O N

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And he grumbled that the stars have stopped whispering tales to him in the night,
I wondered how distant he was from love
Because I could even hear the dark sky sobbing at night ,
How the stars thieved its light
And it was all eclipsed
But the stars twinkled even bright;
And I
Remembered at once
How he stole the colors from my life
To paint his
A little pink
A little green
And left me with a single shade of red
Red! Red! Red!
My fate lines stained with my crimson blood
Running down my hands and my heart bleeding detestation ,
Vermilion liquid pouring down from his love envelops leaving a perfect rosy tinge on the paper,
The gaps between the verses and metaphors,
Linked with Scarlet lines ❤
And my poetry ruining it all
Portraying dark tales
Adding to it a little black♡
#red#love#broken
© anshika. m