Sky Welch

Rookie - 0 Points (01/13/1997 / Greencastle)

Bleed - Poem by Sky Welch

Sing to me your tormentful sorrows, bleed out thy wispful plight— A bloodless heart due cold, thine own self to bare, waste not the nectar of death, want not the bloodied arrow of light.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 10, 2014


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