Best Crimsons Poems

A poem - Crimsons are not for me

   Crimsons are not for me 	
   Celluloid screen flashed for reference 
   Pinks would be fine’-
   bargained my voice  so meek 
   Crimsons are not for...

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Like Harry Potter, the sorting hat (my mom)
has placed me in a bloody, crimson colored school.
It’s disorienting, as I go about, the logos are wack.

Poor little rich girl
no beachside lovers
this interminable, scorching summer.

I’m swept up by scholastic spirit.
Can you hear it? Cause it’s deafening me,
on...

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When crimsons are worn and winters mourn;
When time is not a clock, watch or real	
And sunsets have lost their appeal -
Then I shall face my doom, 	
But wake me not before noon.

When you can stretch out your hand
And come with me to a nowhere land,
I...

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