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      All this blood,
still remaining upon my hands;
   Has now completely penetrated,
  the thickness of my skin.
     Time Soaked,
         too deep...

Stain over Stain,
   forever still remain;
from where the blood of others,
  has constantly been drained.
Hostage no more,
   to the sins of my fallen Brothers...

       Time Soaked; 
       Too deep,
    Into my flesh,
Now running through my stream;
   A joining together;
     Time Soaked,
             Too Deep...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 8/14/2012 10:39:00 AM
Much grief in these lines Terry, well written. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 8/14/2012 10:06:00 AM
Terry, wow a very moving dramatic write indeed, I like it..David
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