Black Hearts Bleed Red
Black hearts bleed red
I would know
For there is a sword in mine
It glistens ike embers when I turn to the sun
And it's red blood twinkles as it drips
As if the drops are falling stars
Black hearts bleed red
But only until they bleed so much that they run cold
Unmoving
Dry
Heat it again and it's just stale
It isn't fire after that
It doesn't burn
Now some may be surprised when they hear such strong words for such an unfeeling thing
"Black hearts can't bleed.", they say
"Nothing can pierce them. They don't feel."
For all those who are ignorant to the dynamics of such a complex creature
Allow me to let you in on a little secret
Black hearts do indeed bleed red
A red that is inky, steady, glistening, and strong like steel
Black hearts, when pierced when shattered, when ripped open, when set ablaze and then left to run dry...
Do indeed, bleed the most fiery and passionate of reds