Red River

I stand; barely breathing
Beneath the shower spray
As her blood drips slowly
From my finger tips
Mixing with the water
Dancing at my feet

I felt no remorse
Watching red fade to pink
For the only little girl
Ive ever made bleed
Is the one in the mirror
Always taunting me

-ARI
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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March 7, 2015 at 2:12 PM
I really like the mystery in this..Its as if this person lives in the writer's reflection and blood marks death..but not the end of this beimg in the writer's life .So deep.
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