Heart of RedA Poem by Amber
As if my mind was not enough,
To you I handed my flesh and bones. Do you even hear yourself, speaking in such deathly tones? I guess he told you ignorance is bliss It is now a cold stranger that I so long to kiss. You dress In gold, yet undress In Red My dear, you have made your bed, Now cry in it. And try to remember that she was dead all along. © 2015 AmberAuthor's Note
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