A Crimson Scar

By Amber Waldo

The fallen leaves swirl

As my car passes where it happened

Where I cried

In the crimson pools

As Reality struck my soul

As Flashes blinded my eyes

As Rumors struck my face

As the Sour raindrops hit my window

As the vermillion wind swirls

As my soul stops

I now know,

That My crystal tears will fall,

upon the scar of autumn

Until death tears us apart

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