In My Blood
In my blood ill wrote these words, ones of sorrow and formidable darkness. In my blood ill paint this picture, a depiction of my inner demons, a representation of the struggles I face. In my blood ill write your name, to show you that you are a part of me. A part of my soul, and part of my being. In my blood ill color in the sky, shades of dark red and velvety shadows to hide the inner truth. In my blood ill show you that I am more than just another body in a sea of people. I am me, and that's all I can be. Shadyside whispers and foreboding glances of times once passed, a sort of nostalgia that stings like the thorn of a freshly picked rose. In my blood ill tell a story, a story of sadness and inner turmoil. But in my blood ill play a song, one of hope and one of love. In my blood ill show you that I can be anything you want me to be but only what I decide to be.
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