Bleeding Heart's....
Jaded unbecometh truth
forlorn thee heart being torn
madness of the reapers might
sadness be the weepers night
Darkened wings of night befalling
upon tear stained pillows comfort
dread is read as blood flow bled
as life becometh hard misread
Journey's other trail of tears
releasing all that one once fear
love is dear,as also near
cleaning what was once a smear......
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