His laugh
at the hurt that came
from the toe of his boot
but more directly from the hate in his heart
The muffled cries
that came from those who have no voice
never did
never will
ring out
A dinner table
with silverware perfection
placed with little hidden secrecies
feast on the words
"All Blood Stains Red"
Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 10:49 PM UTC
His laugh
at the hurt that came
from the toe of his boot
but more directly from the hate in his heart
The muffled cries
that came from those who have no voice
never did
never will
ring out
A dinner table
with silverware perfection
placed with little hidden secrecies
feast on the words
"All Blood Stains Red"