Blood
Drip... Drop... It slowly falls
Down your arm as you collapse
cant you hear our silent calls?
In this, lifes final eclipse?
Your tears fell before the razor did,
matching the cold wet dew,
For you were a kid you truely died
before any could ever save you.
Now I sit and think of when
You slowly fell and fall
Then I think "who was that then?
The one that failed us all?"
Then I think and remember,
It will shock you after all
That you wouldnt concider
It was me that took that fall
Copyright © Andrew Legan | Year Posted 2011
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