don't know what to tilte this, but its TW
Posted September 8th, 2023 by Cheezmra
in the universe, somewhere
September 8th, 2023
A/N Don't know how exactly to credit Connor, but anyway, most of the credit goes to Connor for the origional poem.
That blood on your hands...
Does it matter?
That crimson, vermillion mess of liquid...
No!
Why?
She’ll never come near me again
That blood on your hands...
No!
The evidence that you have taken...
I am ashamed
But why?
I didn’t have to
That blood on your hands...
It's a mark
All that beautiful, messy sign of death...
I’ll never be rid of the shame
I ask, why?
Why?
That blood on your hands...
I never killed her
The beautiful scarlet, crimson, vermillion, red, mess...
She’s there…
I must ask, why?
I remember…
Why must we take, when we can give?
No!
Why can’t we be kind?
No!
Why shouldn’t we be good to others?
No!
Why?
NO!
Why?
NO!
WHY?
I’m sorry, Celeste.
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That was amazing! Faving. Also, who's Celeste?
Don't worry. It's okay. You're alive, I'm alive, and life is good. And remember, have a good day!
its actually also based off of Mark of a murderer. some sort of crossover thingy
"I'm actually older than most of the laurels here," said the tree. "They just call me Sapling because i'm little. Albinos never grow very large, but laurels won't listen to reason. They love being taller than at least one redwood."
Oh.
Don't worry. It's okay. You're alive, I'm alive, and life is good. And remember, have a good day!