Murder Of Me Poem by celia denatala

Murder Of Me

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my murder was in 1983 were me and my friends bleed
how could they think about me when i was covered in red and slowly bleed for my love and savior

my savior is all i need to live and breath
among my friends slowly hovering over them leaving me
yeti still have my savior

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Gajanan Mishra 12 March 2013

my love and savor. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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