Wednesday 9 January 2013

Red


Red for blood pumping out a life 
Or blushing in a feminine face.
My eyes are red
My cheeks are red 
From top to the bottom
I am red.
My nerves are red
My passions are red.
There is something that makes me red.
Red the colour of blood
Red the colour of danger
The symbol of life.
I like red it dances for me.
Red is blood red is anger
Red is life
Red is destruction. 
 
By Zairah and zenam

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