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Of Blood and Whine

Poem By: xinglines
Memoir

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Submitted: Jul 2, 2009 Reads: 7 Comments: 0 Likes: 0

I keep my room so clean

But I’m torn up inside

There’s blood and whine

Flooding the floors

No one but me to clean up

I hurt, I pain, I grieve

Why won’t you help?

Why can’t you help me?

My veins are pumping out

All the blood in my body

No clotting will help

I’m already departing

I mumble my last words

To low to really hear

All you catch is

I love you my dear

Hold me close as I fade

My heart beats slower

As you begin to tame

As I leave you

You inherent my disease

Of blood and whine

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