Dwayne Earle Gordon
Bloody Massacre - Poem by Dwayne Earle Gordon
We pour out our hearts each day,
So others can read.
Little do they know on the inside,
How much we bleed.
Writing words with symphony
Passion and style,
Sharing the secrets we have in us,
Since we were a child.
It's a pity,
Many will never understand.
The strength it takes,
To be a woman or a man.
We had them all.
Took us ten years to build,
Only ten minutes to fall.
Life on earth is just for a while,
We don’t know when.
Until we meet again.
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