Bleeding Fire

Tears of fire scorching flesh
As I browse about my gloomy tomb
Midnight plucked to seize my rest
Bleeding wombs and nursing wounds

How mundane my flowered grave
Colors fade to black and grey
Shadowed stars of moons enslaved
As I recall it here today
How quickly I’ve decayed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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