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Poetry By: EganPhotography85
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When nightmares come and dreams disappear.


Submitted:Jan 18, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Traveling through my veins

The darkness flows free

Blue to red settling to rest.

Marking your wounds, for everyone to see

a black heart appears to the world, your shames shown.

No longer the darkness hides,

for within my skin, blue turns to red.

My black hearts finally free,

simple now is the darkness for it

stands out as the worlds disappeared.





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