A Puddle of Red

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
um, I have no idea where this poem came from.

Submitted: August 20, 2009

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Submitted: August 20, 2009

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I look at the floor

Look at the puddle of red

I look in the sink

Look at the puddle of red

What is it that I'm seeing?

The taste to salty and pure to be blood

What is it that I'm feeling?

The emotions to tragic to be hate

Look at my hands

A puddle of crimson red

Look at the table

A puddle of crimson red

What is it that I'm seeing?

Tears of the agony and despair within

What is it that I'm feeling?

Nothing anymore as I stare

Look at the knife

A red liquid of my pain

Look into my eyes

Regretting I had gone insane


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