Hurtful Words Poem by Blanche Hardin

Hurtful Words



This blood on my hands,
Is something I regret.
This love for you I cannot forget,
Your love is worth more than money can bet.
Just as a game of russian roulette.

Friday, February 29, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: money
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Blanche Hardin

Blanche Hardin

Bakersfield, California
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