I Write Poetry
"Blood"
Stained glass
Rising out of deep cement
Why are you waiting...
Go, repent
Seek and find your scant dreams
Rip grace apart, at the seams
Take heed and listen
Fortune 500, hear my call
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Stained glass
Rising out of deep cement
Why are you waiting...
Go, repent
Seek and find your scant dreams
Rip grace apart, at the seams
Take heed and listen
Fortune 500, hear my call
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DragonFruit · 61-69, M
The lust for blood/greed of some is baffling and draining for those of us who don’t follow that calling.