Sowing a Seed To Make Me Bleed
does a church bell still toll upon your soul
in death your need to succeed impede greed
has shame found your name through the pain i bleed
as you watch the heart you stole become whole
the seed you sown now grown ink her mind's screed
can you feel the fraught in my every thought
as tears rain down in drops of crimson pain
my blood scribes of eyes taut not of love sought
as my voice screams your name again in vain
yet i cannot undo what you have wrought
time does not alter a memories' reign
January 28, 2020
Sowing a seed to make me bleed
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