Ruby,
why are you always dressed
in this strange shade of red?
You always make me feel dead,
When I think about you in my bed.
Ruby,
why did you have to leave?
My life seems now so unnecessary.
You‘re the blood that gives me energy,
You will always be a part of me.
Ruby,
you tear me into two.
I can‘t be with nor without you.
My ruby stone,
made out of heaven,
so precious and pretty,
Turned into a ring
and into a weapon.