by Anonymous
I see blood flash in sirens blue.
Blood, dripping rapidly,
Cascading from the carcass
Of a teenage mind,
Over analysed.
A trace of silver,
One solemn tear,
Smoothly sails on the surface
Of a flame.
Like my hope,
Life flashes red
Battered and bandaged,
And like my hope,
Evaporates.
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