What Is Blood?

A sharp blade of an emotional mess
The tears of other creatures from horrible success
Our hearts under the soil of an angel's wings that are blessed
And the redness always leaks from hearts fading more and more less

Sometimes it bursts and sometimes it hides
More Importantly the pain rises inside
From living the happy color to flowing out the word why
The truth becomes amazing to happy smiles that dies

Melting in the shadows to living very strong
Hearts like the music of pain living long
Something deep inside that's farther then gone
Tombstones defines the moments of rest in peace songs

Blood is anything that your hearts and tears can agree on.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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October 11, 2010 at 5:19 PM
wow! sure sounds like a logic way to blade blood. Anderson, lol, on your last comment. I'm not a dude. I'm a chick! Don't be fooled by the name. If you have time and know how to get into the blog sections here at the soup. Go check out my latest blog. It's an invitation, have a nice one. I think I will have fun reading your poems,...p.d.
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