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Crimson

I remember

Being in a blind rage

I remember

Feeling my heartbeat race

A mile a minute

I remember

The heat coming from my boiling blood

Pumping in and out of my veins

I remember

Aiming my fist at the cause of my pain

I remember

Smashing my fist into something hard

I remember

Seeing the crimson drip

Down the wall overshadowing the pink paint

I remember

Blacking out in anguish



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HazelGrace said...
Jun. 9, 2013 at 7:39 pm
A very vivid descrpiton. Very nice! I would suggest adding some to the end about perhaps the emotional depth of what happened? The begining has so much potential! Consider adding on. 
 
NewYorkLove said...
Apr. 25, 2013 at 8:19 pm
Wow, you are clearly an amazing writer. Keep it up!!
 
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