Sadness profound is in my heart
blade in my hand
hurt is carried throughout the soul
blood covers my arm
etching in the world of woe today
lines cut so deep
tears cover my porcelain face
open to the muscle
my heart breaks without disgrace
open to the bone
my flesh does appear wrinkled and old
cutting deeper as you told
trenches and lines cut deep within my face
that your cutting me away
you told me all this day goodbye
tears of blood do cry
tattoo upon my arm is memories,
the raven's child cries
try to hold you close to me and in my soul,
for yesterdays sorrows.
Silver trophy winner
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