BLOODA Poem by JEWLDUSTIts broken but still works.Blood, Its flows through my vains. Going to my heart that is torn apart. How is it still beating soulfuly. Blood Surrounds the tender tissues of raw meat. Still my heart gives a steady beat.
© 2011 JEWLDUSTAuthor's Note
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