Discovered Emotion

In blood the thoughts thought hidden seem to shine.
Flow onto a canvas - painted in wine.
To feel or not to feel, now there's no choice.
Emotions run loud with crimson a voice.

How could I know crimson's voice to be wise.
Knowledge that stains will leave marks of demise.
Its edge appears sharp, yet soft on the soul.
Night and day seems lifeless, empty and dull.

UpsideIn UpsideIn
18-21, M
1 Response Sep 19, 2012

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