Red Journey
The blood red surface, blazing off into infinity, only to be disturbed by one single drop. Sorrow befalls the sereneness, carring with it soft tears, as it streaks through the hearts of time. Until it reaches the light, slinder krinkle in the truth of its journey. The radiant satin lips draw near, yet ever so far away. Those tears of humanity flow through this shell of a body to a single point. For this point is soaked with agony and suffering. It is a symbol of where life leaves its essence behind with a prick of fate. The tears solemnly fade into the ground. Such tears are not trivial!! The long journey they must take cries within the soul, until the tender sweetness is broken once more. For without these tears, the tenderness wilts away to nothing. For, as the dew, we journey through time, carrying with us a thousand thoughts...
-Jenni Kirby
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