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Bleeding On Paper

If I bleed on paper, is it really blood or is it just words, droplets of phrases, splattered feelings of this love coursing through my veins for her, coagulating into meanings on pale parchment skin leaving behind heart shaped scars that no one will ever see?

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Darren White

Date: 11/5/2016 7:29:00 AM

This is beautiful, painful and raw. Scars on paper are okay, I show them there too.

Chris Green
Date: 11/5/2016 1:42:00 PM

Thanks again Darren, I'm glad you liked this one. I'll be by soon to check out your work.

Joanna Daniel

Date: 10/26/2016 12:47:00 AM

Pain beautifully expressed, Chris:) and I do see the scars...

Chris Green
Date: 10/26/2016 8:04:00 AM

Thank you Jo, that is always a thought I'm sure many of us wonder, though I'm also certain many do not want those scars to show. I appreciate your kind words.

Sophie Duqueny

Date: 10/25/2016 9:32:00 PM

this is beautiful, touching work. makes me miss old lovers. very nice <3

Chris Green
Date: 10/26/2016 8:04:00 AM

Thank you so very much Sophie for your kind words. I am thrilled you enjoyed this poem. I appreciate your visit.

Daniel Turner

Date: 10/25/2016 4:14:00 PM

Cliche' but actually blood, sweat and tears, Chris. and we do see the scars. With every sad poem. Love the write my friend:) Now where's part 3? Lol

Heidi Sands
Date: 10/25/2016 6:35:00 PM

Yes still waiting for part 3...:)

Chris Green
Date: 10/25/2016 5:05:00 PM

Thanks so much Daniel, I don't mind cliché in fact I like it. Oh, part 3??? Coming up in just a little bit. :)

Tim Smith

Date: 10/25/2016 3:40:00 PM

I can feel the pain and see your blood spilt.

Chris Green
Date: 10/25/2016 5:04:00 PM

Thanks so much Tim. I always hope that spilling it in poetry will help, it doesn't always work that way.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 10/25/2016 1:19:00 PM

I used to think that words were just words...but yes sometimes...its real blood on paper.Your poem really fits my mood today.I wish I had uplifting words to offer you, but I have no words at all.Heartwrenching.

Chris Green
Date: 10/25/2016 2:14:00 PM

Thank you for reading and leaving your thoughts with me Charmaine. I truly do appreciate your kindness always.