February 7, 2011
Crimson is the power to persevere through times of trouble.
The streak of blood running from a bullet hole in the brave officer's chest.
Two hearts pounding rhythmically in the heat of the moment.
Every flawless curve of a rose given to the one you love.
That deadly apple sending Snow White to her devastating curse.

Crimson is the final blur of the stoplight as the car speeds through the intersection.
Her radiant red lipstick as she walks out into the night.
The pride in every stripe representing the blood shed for our freedom.
Each child's dreams of Santa visiting them on Christmas Eve.
The old, rugged, yet sturdy barn holding generations of hard work and memories.

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