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Tears of blood

the pain that has been pushed before me
Is like the blood beneath my fingernails,
It stains the depths of my soul,

As I lie upon the frozen concrete,
I cry black blood,
As the tears dance along my brusied face,
I lick away at my lips,
In hopes I could taste the irony of my pain,

But something arises from the concrete,
I stop my crying
and look within myself
To find only what I've searched for,
For forever I have searched

I found a glimpse of happiness,
A glimpse of hope,
How I've only dreamed of such moments,
I reach to grab,
In hopes I will smile,
Once more,
But Im surpised,
Once again,
It ran away,
Oh so far away
And for the last time,
I lie on the concrete,
To cry.

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Written February 14th, 2003

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  • Talia
    February 15, 2003
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    Sad write, this had a good flow to it tho. You captured what the feeling very well, so full of emotions and imagery.


  • Bahebel
    February 14, 2003
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    Awwwwww....I love that so much. Its sooo good, i can totally relate to this poem! wow! That makes me wanna cry, thats so good! keep up the amazing work!
    ~Jordie