Heaviness of crimson tears
Wrench the thinker to pieces
A scorch to the heart
A torch to the soul
The turning and clashing
When burning with passion
Unleashing the fury
Of a glass half full
crimson tears – fire or blood of suffering?
Both, we often suffer blood, sweat, and tears before we trust the fire.
Hey Girl, it’s been awhile… beautiful piece here… our leaves are long gone… nice to see a bit of color
Hey there! Hope you are well.I love stumbling on a bit of color in the woods!
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