Tears Of Crimson Blood

My Heart cries hot tears of crimson blood,
My Soul aches at being torn from it's twin,
My Mind screams with rage & confutsion,
My body has lost it's longing & desire it once felt,
I'm in the eye of a tornado & if I move one way or the other I will surly die,
There is nothing to do except wait out the storm & hope I survive.
Copyright ©2005 Countess Demetria
2 Comments:
At 6:35 PM,
Mama Mouse said…
Hi Countess! Stopping by to say hi!
I've found what you write very interesting and I will be reading more ... plus I want to check out your other two blogs!
At 8:08 AM,
Mike Paetzold said…
Love the pic with your poem. Do you do the graphics yourself or do you just search for them?
Here is a Gazoo for any Blogazoo members that stop by.
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