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by Calli Mar 18, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I guess i'm like a dieing flower that once started from a seed but The only water i get now is the blood that i tend to bleed. the blood that pours from in my veins when everything seems to go wrong the red liquid substance that could force be to be gone. it might sound sort of sad but to me, it is not because loosing all my blood is making my body and mind rot. and the rotting of me just brings me to a smile because my life will finally be over since it had never really been worth while.