maybe
there's something wrong with my brain
I
get excited from causing pain
I
love the many colors of red
it
has something to do with the screams
the
way that it puts my mind at ease
and
how I love the look in their eyes
reflects
their pains and echos their cries
sorry
to say in the end their dead
each
one was a special friend of mine
taking
their lives put me on cloud nine
maybe
there's something wrong with my head
it's
like a sick infection that's spread
coagulation
make red turn black
I
have no control when I attack
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© 2015 Patrick B Vince
Rosarian
Sonnet
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