DEEP DARK RED
Blood ran down her face from tears deep dark and red,
Blood instead of sweat from her pores ran freely,
Staining what was left of her clothes,
Wiped the blood from her eyes, She stared ahead,
Waiting, She wasn't done yet!
Rage burned deep, She clenched her fists,
Braced her life as she stood her ground,
Reaching deep within, Finding her primal force,
Tapping the power, Bringing it forward,
With a scream, Power coursed though her body,
Sharpening all her senses, Giving her strength,
It was a matter of survival, She would not back down,
Taking a step forward, Not willing to wait.........
Richard(Phoenix)Cartledge (c)
Blood instead of sweat from her pores ran freely,
Staining what was left of her clothes,
Wiped the blood from her eyes, She stared ahead,
Waiting, She wasn't done yet!
Rage burned deep, She clenched her fists,
Braced her life as she stood her ground,
Reaching deep within, Finding her primal force,
Tapping the power, Bringing it forward,
With a scream, Power coursed though her body,
Sharpening all her senses, Giving her strength,
It was a matter of survival, She would not back down,
Taking a step forward, Not willing to wait.........
Richard(Phoenix)Cartledge (c)
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