Ew This Poem Sucks [19.10.07]

by boo   Oct 20, 2007


The scent of her blood lingers
Where she stood and wished for the best
But unforgiving hearts don't get anywhere
Don't get anything in return when they beg
And plead
And seep blood
From deep within a chest
Where the pumping might stop
And the machine of your body would shut down
The scent of your blood would die out
So there'd be nothing to thicken the air

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