Dripping Blood
My pierced heart,
with his arrow,
lets me bleed dark drops of blood
as each beat beats
blood rushes out more
each drip drops to the floor
my blood
my happiness
each drop drops more sadness
pretty soon there will be no more sadness to shed
Copyright © Johneta Ohler | Year Posted 2009
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