
| RED INK
Author: lucretiabaine Red Ink was once a story, but I am now detached from it.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Romance - Words: 276 - Reviews: 26 - Favs: 6 - Updated: 12-28-04 - Published: 12-28-02 - id: 1148265
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All the things
I've known and loved
Written in red ink
Penciled in blood
All the dreams
I want to keep
Penciled on paper
Imprinted and scarred
Into my heart
Red ink in the dark
Teardrops falling, raining down on it all
Smearing my cares of it all
Clutching the paper, clutching the dark
A hopeless stencil on my heart
It's midnight now, to set the mood
Just a cliche, nothing new
All the things
I've known and loved
Written in red ink
Penciled in blood
All the dreams
I want to keep
Penciled on paper
Imprinted and scarred
Into my heart
Red ink in the dark
Penciled down, penned alone
I know that I should've known
I love you and I have the right
To let you fall, it's your last night
Your name is written before my eyes
I promise I won't shed a tear, when I cry
Sorry that I let you go
Sorry that I do not know
All the things
I've known and loved
Written in red ink
Penciled in blood
All the dreams
I want to keep
Penciled on paper
Imprinted and scarred
Into my heart
Red ink in the dark
So sorry, I apologize
Shredding the page before my eyes
I'm dressed in black, that's typical
I'm letting you down, I wish you'd know
All the things
I've known and loved
Written in red ink
Penciled in blood
All the dreams
I want to keep
Penciled on paper
Imprinted and scarred
Into my heart
Red ink in the dark
Red ink, gushing from your heart.
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