Bleeding Purple Stains Poem by Danie Burd

Bleeding Purple Stains



purple stains.
it never leave sight.
always staring, mocking, eating away.
purple blood stays.
in mind but out of sight.
it never stares but you can feel it.
never mocks but copies.
never eats anything but it still feeds off of energy.
so...i ask a question.
would you rather have purple stains or purple blood.

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