Cold Blood

The sky turns gray on the sunset horizon.


An icy breeze sweeps in every direction.


All the beauty to behold, encased in frost.


Glazed eyes stare into a coffin’s velvet trough.


A dead sun stagnates beyond the moon’s glacier.


Killing the warmth of the red ember’s brazier.


A crimson carpet spills upon the frigid ground.


Bloody feathers flutter about the silver clouds

3 thoughts on “Cold Blood

  1. i know i dont know you but alot of my friends know you, so i thought i should comment you
    by the way im brittany.
    haha

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