Red is the color of
a scrape
and a cut
Red is pain
and anger
Red is the color
of scars
and the sound
of a knife blade
Red is
the blood on
the arm of my friend
where they
have cut
Red are
my eyes
when I haven't slept
Red is a feeling
you get inside
when your friend
is in danger
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
aw... cute. wow, cute to such a depressing/lovely poem am I messed up but no really I like it. XD