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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