reading the blood upon the page

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
i havent written any poems in a awhile so spare me here. at first i didnt really like this one but now i really do. let me know what you think :]

Submitted: February 25, 2009

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My tears are the words my heart cant speak
Making my body feel so bleak
The cuts are the sentences my tears cant form
Bleeding out my hearts inner pain
Making my body slightly warm
Like back in the summer rain
Running barefoot with no cares
Until the chill of scarring air
Rushes through my once peaceful body
Making my heart start rotting
Cutting seems the only way
To make the rotting fade away
But once the cut closes up
The rotting starts to pick back up
The sentences grow and grow
As the blood constantly flows
Sentences grow more and more
As I fall against the door
Then I see my page is full
My body starts to feel so cool
And there’s no more need to pretend
As my story falls to an end


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