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A Sordid Memory

Poetry By: AshenhartKrie
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Something a little bit darker


Submitted:Sep 8, 2011    Reads: 20    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   


Yesterday is gone,
No memories here remain,
Other than of standing,
Standing in the rain.
Instead of rain falling from the sky,
It was God's blood from up on high.
Yesterday is gone,
No memories here remain,
other than of God's blood,
Taking the place of rain.





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