Red Pen

Tue, 04/24/2018 - 09:04 -- Vilyda

Bleeding onto pages

its heart has been pirced 

An aversion to the spill


They say the felt feels

too  loud to see

The crimson color

Makeing meanings unclear


Only blue or black

are allowd to sound smart

They do not like pens

the color of your heart

This poem is about: 
Our world


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