A Bloody Sin Poem by Tess Green

A Bloody Sin



A deep desire
Dark desire
A desire so dark its a sin

A thirst for blood
A craving for pain
Deep down inside

A scratch, so little;
A needle, so beautiful.
A cut, a gash,
So very tempting

A knife?
A blade?
Which one?

My arms
My legs
Pale skin
Dark eyes.

Eyes wide
Cold stares
Big smiless
All lies.

Body covered
Head down

A smile, so rare.
A silent tear.

A bloody sin lives.

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Tess Green

Tess Green

Everett, Washington
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