Bloodguilt Poems - Poems about Bloodguilt

...There is a bull’s eye on my heart. A knife protrudes up to the hilt. It twists and turns and tears apart, defines the edges of bloodguilt, but I survive, rebuild from start. The bull’s eye shi......

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...The Young Knight Stood By The River … His Reflections, Deep In Thought Tho’ the Water, Was As A Mirror His Appearance, Was Not What He Sought They Said, This Place Was Special And in Truth, an......

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