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Blood in art
written by Bloodsplattered_Fears08:28 AM 3/21/05Praying for the game of life,
to restart again.
Pain all erased,
but the hate still there.
Living in a bloodstained world,
stranger in my mind.
Death is all that i can see,
life too hard to find.
nothing i can do,
nothing i can say.
Death is all i feel,
life too far away.
Must i let it break?
shatter and fall apart.
The glass frame that hugs us in life,
its the blood in art. |
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glass cuts making the blood come...leaving marks as a reminder...of how sad you really are... [ View Bloodsplattered_Fears's Profile ] [ Go to the Poetry Portal ] This Poem has been viewed 152 times
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