Dripping Blood Poem by Pierre Pabstel

Dripping Blood



With a dagger in hand
Dripping blood, your life
Your body in the corner
Your family's strife

Wiping my blade
Dripping blood, your life
I walk away from Death himself
And resheath my knife

My hands covered
Dripping blood, your life
I leave the scene
Of you and your wife

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Pierre Pabstel

Pierre Pabstel

New Brunswick, Canada
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