Blood Poem by Bekie Carroll
Blood
why does it feel so good
to see my own blood
why do i instantly stop crying
at the first slice
it feels go good
to feel pain
to feel something
to see the rain of blood
running down my leg
i dont want to go back there
but i dont want to stop.
9/11/05
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