her blood spilling to her left, <br />her tears dripping to her right, <br />the knife in her draw, <br />and, <br />the mascara around her eyes, <br />made the perfect combo, <br />for disaster, <br />the knife was on the ground, <br />camoed the same red as the floor, <br />the mascara mixing with her tears, <br />the black and red mixing, <br />she screamed for help, <br />but no body came, <br />she screamed again, <br />she heard running, <br />with her dieing breath, <br />she screams again, <br />the door opens <br />she looks up with the remaining power, <br />she saw...<br /><br />Harley Morriss<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/red-blood-black-tears/
