My Gothic fire,  my tears of high emotion, my crimson shine  reddening these teardrops.  As if teary wax of blood seep from the flames of my eyes!  They dry to a still on my face; the haunting memories forever visible.

My Gothic heart afire within my sea of tears. Wrapped in thorny vines,  and dangling by such. The teary waves above  in my eyes are turbulent  and the emotional winds lashing.  

  It's that timeWhen soccer fans gather to cheerRouting for their favorite teams..Imbibing on wine and beer!I've been invited to watch parties For countries which I know very little But listening to the fans talk..  Sounds like they're fighting an acquittal! I've tried some new...