Dead Again
lonely lovers wake
empty wine bottles glass shards
passion is asleep
crimson red blood stain
to see beyond tomorrow
washing, washing hands
love is dead again
will put a cork in today
for we fly away
Copyright © Gregory Ramos | Year Posted 2014
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