A type of fear,
Sometimes in the form of a tear,
Redness always appears,
Losing too much,
You'll begin to feel queer.
Something Metallic, nothing like beer.
A substance, it'll stain if you smear.
What am I??
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A Drop of Silence
Poetry- Sometimes Silence is the only water to your internal flames - ～～～～～～ Emotions that weave through my body and comes out through my words. ～～～～～～ Music that flows through my mind and feelings that battle against time. ～～～～～～ Allow the notes to guild...
