Victim of Red

by xInsignificantx   Feb 22, 2005


Blood splattered all over the walls,
Blood curdled screams echo the halls.

Blood trails from under his shoe,
Blood drips from his hand as he searches for you.

Blood filled dreams come every night,
Blood red curtains drenched in fright.

Blood skies of warning are all that she sees,
Blood every morning, and blood stained seas.

Blood covered her face and soaked through to her soul,
Blood took the best of her and swallowed her whole

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