This absence in my chest hurts
This absence in my chest hurts,
From this glowing eyed boy
I let him in, this crimson mess
And now, I have this longing
And it burns, like this stings
I once got from this black,
And yellow creature with wings
This innocent thing between cages of rib,
Doop doop, sings with this dying need
To drown, this boy with this crimson liquid
Overflowing from this darkened place
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Valentine's Day Collection [Closed]
PoetryWith Valentine's Day right around the corner, we are asking all of you to send in love related poems. There are no restrictions for this contest. Good luck to everyone!