a poem i wrote:
Why blood stains like ink.
Theres that red ink in my heart again
This time its because of him
He let me down and killed my hope
And now Im looking for a way to cope.
The inks leaking its coming out
Now that its over Im having doubts
I wasnt thinking clearly my mind was in a haze
I guess I wont see my coming happy days.
Then he walks in O my god! he said with building tears
And now I know that all my fears
Are fading into blackness
As he removes my glasses.
He grabs me and holds me tight
As he removes the knife
From my hand which is losing grip
He grabs me and kisses my lips
His shirt is stained with red
He tells me Im not dead
As my eyes are closing
I hear him softly moaning
And telling me good bye
I tell him I dont want die.
I told him I was thinking of the wedding thats in May
He closes my lips and tells me everything will be okay.
And I take a sigh He tells me not to think
And thats the exact reason why blood always stains like ink.
JaceyJulep Community Member 
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