I shed a tear when you walked away
A tear of blood dropped that day
As in my heart the tears were shed
And in my soul, I felt so dead.
I shed a tear for you that second
My soul brought blood that was beckoned
The tears of crimson red
As my soul was painfully bled
I shed so many tears of blood
It created a crimson flood.
And with you gone, my soul doth frown
My tears have taken my heart to drown.
I shed a tear of crimson red.
And now, my soul is dead.
Crimson red, your tears..falling down but Crimson red is your rose petals beautiful as your own thing but Crimson red is alive like a blood to survive your life even days swing Crimson red, your tears..falling down still color of the ocean stay blue...cool you will blue mood
A very sad but beautiful poem with a beautiful flow. A great poem.
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A majestic poem.I am touched.The Good Lord bless you.And this tinged with touches of sadness...and brilliance poem.Congratulations.