Red is the color of the blood
from when you burst my lip
Blue is the color of the Bruises
from you continuously hitting me
Green is the color of my veins
when they pop out when im sooooo angry at you
White is the color of the bedroom wall
from where you pin me against it
Yellow is the color of my skin
from you giving me something
Brown is the color of the dirt thrown on my casket
when you took my life
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Author:
Complicated Lover (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 8th, 2016 08:28
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Comments1
Aww. ... This is a dark poem ...I can feel how it hurts, the words are well executed on how you want to portray an abused lover. .. Hope this is not literally you. ...
Hugs. .
well done to this
Gel (critic)
Thank You no its not about me I write what comes to my head I appreciate the love
Well I have nothing to worry about if this is not literally you on the poem. .. well I can say that you are a good writer. ...
Thank you
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