Her love is the briers
and cuts like shards
of glass, from a broken
mirror, leaving your
heart bleeding crimson
teardrops, because she
is as cold, frigid as ice
and her intentions pale
in comparison to a
love-struck killer
Author notes
word bank # 4
Heart
rose
bleeding
crimson
black
love
mirror
glass
ice
pale
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A contest entry
- word bank inspired by serenity silvermoon.
430 points, ended January 28, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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