Margarita Kamal

Bright Red, Bright White, And Pitch Black

Eyes filled with fear, for the feeling of death surrounded her, she knew she did not ask for this...
Bright red hands, a bright white moon, but a pitch black sky that's all she remembers from the night they died.

Topic(s) of this poem: deaths

Poem Submitted: Friday, April 25, 2014

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