Red

A Poem by larry

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Sugar is sweet and so are you.

But the roses are wilted

The violets are dead

The sugar bowl's empty

And my wrists are stained

Red.

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Added on April 21, 2016
Last Updated on May 17, 2016

One Day

Letting Go.