Red Poem by Rodney R. Cooper

Red



Red is the color of the blood I shed fighting for her love.
One thing I knew was more men were comeing to fight for her.
And even thought I may not win that love I'll go down swinging.
She a real baeuty too; but I ask my slfe she really worth finghting for? ?
Does she rember that I'm fighting dose she care? ?

Friday, October 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
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