fiftysixA Chapter by ((Teenage_Poet_Loser))My hands stained with blood Unmarked murder Worlds apart from justice Red violet crimson Marked by murderous injection Fuelled by the demon of lust Life is only life When life can be life But life is fatal Death quickly slips next to you To let you know That today is the day For red Violet Crimson To capture you. © 2012 ((Teenage_Poet_Loser)) |
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