Stained Soul-Mates Poem by tiffany fawcett

Stained Soul-Mates



Two love birds sitting in their new home
Reminiscing their life as Mr. and Mrs.
Their rings shine with colorful ink:
Happiness, love, and grief
Happiness is a deep red.... as if blood
Love is a light pink like spring flowers
Grief is a horrible dark green...... as if toxins
All of these colors stain them together
Stained soul-mates

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tiffany fawcett

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