Blood Poem by Lilith Van'Nightinveil

Blood



I prick my finger with a pin
Where i hid it just in case
When a ritual is needed for this
I watch the scarlet stuff flow out
And put it in a glass
Where i stare at it for a long time
When the glass is empty
I sleep

Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: darkness
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