Unbled Poems - Poems about Unbled

...Is it wierd how my scars ache when I think of her (unbled blades, tap of streaming tears) Is it odd how I wish to kick, stab, bludgeon her (the dog hung within the gallows, mellow flesh hung low) I......

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...…when there’s no one left to protest …when there’s no one left to blame …when there’s no one left to target …when there’s no one left to name …when there’s no one left to barter …when there’s ......

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...Oh, how my nethermost being aches for your answer You yawn like a glistening wound above me, tugging at my will A pregnant astral enigma, weeping with wonderment and perplexity Frigid, barre......

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...That left undone while living, a bedside chat won’t cure Death coming fast, the first now last, the closing of the door With wounds unbled, in unmade beds, lay prisoners of time Goo......

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...These long and lonely days Are very dangerous roads Too much time for me to ponder Can my heart carry this load Plenty of time has gone by now Enough for healing to start I can tell that to my......

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