crimson coloured


seconds to live


RUN !

Entering your circle
Marching towards you with a cold piece of steel between my ribs
Entering your circle
Launching ten thousand poisonous arrows at your heart
Entering your circle
Now, if you have any sense left in you then

RUN !



Poetry by Emelén The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-08-01 at 13:28

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Lourdes
Run Emelén, run. Honestly.
Or maybe just fly...
This world belongs to a different crowd.
2006-08-02



Behold, the god of love is drawing near...
I liked this read. Short, strong, very crimson indeed!
2006-08-02


night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
Run!

You can run but you can't hide!

I will find you!

entering your circle once again!

Run!

A lovely poem here!*bookmarked*
2006-08-01


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
wow a powerful text
I bet he wouldnt run though
well done i like the cold piece of steel
touch and poisonous arrow
you must have a plentiful supply of tree frogs

lolololrgds mike
2006-08-01