Red Rain

A poem, by Brighty
Dark nights
Dead homes
Cold winds
Icy throats
After seeing the red rain
I know it's time to go
~
Wet skies
Dry clothes
Night breezes
Steel threats
After seeing the red rain
I know it's time to go
~
Amber eyes
Purple rose
Bloody secrets
Pine frost
The blood of the red rain
Tells me I have to go
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