The Blood.... Poem by Frankie Stones

The Blood....



The Blood I cried,
Was from your hurtful words.
The Blood that runs,
Is from your harmful hands.
The Blood I see,
Is from your rejection.
The blood that pours,
Is from my broken heart.

Friday, December 7, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: rejection
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