More poetry.

Walk Away

White as the snow,

He'll never know

What she thought of him.

Crimson, stained, red.

Lives ended on a whim.

His stained hands

Are white as the snow.

She watches him.

She knows he must go.

Her tears of blood stain the snow

As she watches him go,

As she watches her heart

Walk away.

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