Creativity painted with Blood

by Broken Angel   Nov 16, 2004


Blood dripping on the floor
Stains everything red
Dig in deeper i want more
To occupied to see how much I've bleed

Watching my blood just fall down my arm
laughing knowing i did this all
Knowing this didn't cause me any harm
I just concentrate as my blood falls

My blood floods my room
Painting everything i know
I just sit and watch my creativity bloom
I sit back and watch the show

More blood than i thought
My world spins my eyes blur
Guess this time I'm going to get caught
But once I'm found I'll be dead for sure

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  • 20 years ago

    by Andrea

    ooh, very bloody poem. but i i like it alot! great job...

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