rains of bloom


baby blue eyes


do u know our history
of our cut throats and slit necks
do u no our heritige
bound hands and inoxicated breaths

did u see them gag me
with river weed and lead
did u smell the roses
as they decay in winter wind

do u know my heretage?
why my hands are blood filled and rosen
do you know why
they bleed hearts lives?

do you know my history?
do you know my heritage?
do you know who I am?

They call me child of tears
child of pain
they call me-
rains of bloom.

Submitted: Sunday, August 18, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 19, 2013

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