Bloody Dreams Poem by Alex Kult
Bloody Dreams
Rating: ★5.0
These same bloody dreams
Every single night
Turning everything red
That was once white
Why do I keep dreaming this?
What does it mean?
Why is it so hard to forget
The things I keep seeing?
There's always something on the floor
But I can't see
There's just so much red
Oh God, don't let it be me.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: red
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