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Author: Jack Milo
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry - Reviews: 2 - Published: 04-06-05 - Updated: 04-06-05 - id:1878736

I hope you all enjoy this, R&R


Crimson tears are flowing down

Crimson rain is coming from his crown

And I’m just standing there

I am so weak

I feel nothing

I am alone in this world

Why can’t I help him

Crimson waters flow

Crimson floods the world I know

And I’m just lying in bed

I am so weak

I feel nothing

I am alone in this world

Why can’t I help them

Now it’s just me all alone

Crimson is flowing from my head

My vision is clouded

Crimson is overtaking me

No,

I wont allow it

No,

This cannot be

I CANNOT BE THIS WEAK…........

And then I stand up

And then I fight back with all that I have

This blood shed has got to stop.............

Butthen I fall

And I fall

And I fall

I fell......



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