Crimson

Crimson tears fall slowly to the ground
Hell descends for the absence of your touch
Love lies broken and bleeding
For the absence of your kiss, your deathly embrace
You are beyond my scope of reality
Yet you fill my every waking moment
The lonely night bringing its greatest pain
A tortured soul cannot endure the agony
For it wastes away, turning the tears of the forlorn
Crimson…falling softly to the barren ground.

© copyright 2012-09-10 16:27:49 – All Rights Reserved

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