Beautiful and crimson,
The river runs red.
Smothering fear,
Consuming dread.
Over the vien,
The razor cuts.
Longer, longer.
Blood filling the ruts.
Deep scarlet rain,
Pours from the slash.
The world falls down,
With a subdued crash.
Without a sound,
The razor slips.
A jagged scar,
Is left to drip.
Once, it was plesant,
Though dangerously so,
Now slit the heart,
Left no where to go.
The tattered pieces,
Fall to the floor.
Covered in blood,
Lies a broken cor.
Author notes
Cor on the last line is Latin for heart. That should help you understand it a little better ha.
What do you think?
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i like this poem i can understand what you are talking about....it's a great poem.
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ha I'm glad. Some of my friends found it a little deep and didn't quite get it, but most of them have never felt true heartbreak either. I'm glad you understood it ha
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Another great poem!! It's great and really grasped me!


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Thank you so much. Did the Latin in it make any difference or was it too much?
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I LOVED it!
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haha cool. I was kinda afraid of puttin it in there, but I couldn't think of anything else to put there that rhymed and meant heart. And I didn't want to extend it on out more because it had already basically wrapped itself up. Anything else would be forced. Know what I mean?
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this poem is amazing. i can really relate to it. the first stanza really catches your attention and then the poem is just absolutley amazing.
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I'm glad you like it. I had hoped it didn't sound too choppy cause it took me all day to write it. I'd work on it whenever I had the chance, but I wouldn't have the same feelings I did earlier. I'm glad to hear it made sense.
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Very nicely done. I can really relate to a poem like this. You did a great job! I especially like the last stanza.


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I'm glad you can relate to it. That's the kind of poetry I try to write, but I don't always succeed. Glad I did on this one.
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