Alisia Robinson

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Blood On My Hands

There's Blood on my hands
it seems
No matter how hard I try
Washing them
The Blood doesn't come off
This Blood
of
Men, Women, and Children
have
Stained me inside out
so many innocent....
I think to myself will I ever
be forgiven?
Once I return for the Blood
On My Hands?

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