Harley Morriss

Rookie (24/10/1993 / brisbane)

Blood - Poem by Harley Morriss

The blood of my body
drips out of my
hanging body
with a bullet through it
pouring out like a river
the never endding flow
is drowning
my huanted Memories
of my past
the memory of love dieing
the time...
i spoke to the reaper
the... time
i sold my soul to the devil to kill me

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011

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