Pit pat
Drips the blood on the page
Driblets
Droplets
Endless
Life's endless work
Of blood and sweat
Dripping on those pages
Of lives lived
Loves past
Pains endured
Experiences
Marred
By insanity
Pit pat
Drips the blood on the page
Words from my mind
To hurt
To soothe
To heal
In driblets and droplets
Yet painless
Effortless
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