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Bloody Rose
By Killerdemonchick
My hand is red
The colour spreading downwards to drip from my elbow.
Thicker than water, but not as thick as glue.
The red is now in the shape of a rose.
A red rose.
A bleeding red rose.
A bleeding red rose dying, becoming all but a trail.
A trail of blood.
But would it surprise you if I told you it was not mine?
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Copyright 2013 Killerdemonchick
Published on Wednesday, June 12, 2013.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Bloody Rose"
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A former member wrote:
Nice ending
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A former member wrote:
Ahaha great ending, tear someones heart out their chest did we? Oh so delightful the patterns seen in the red flowing art.
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On Thursday, June 13, 2013, WarTorn
(40)
wrote:
I sense a little bit of desperation in this work, superb poem.
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A former member wrote:
Nice poem always like a bloody rose good job.
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A former member wrote:
Love the ending of This
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On Wednesday, June 12, 2013, Deathkitten
(573) wrote:
Mmm blood! Love it...what a nice little twist at the end *grins*
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