Ties that bind
Can not be unwound
Blood we share
Shall not be impaired
Words we say
Are not in our head
Places we go
Show love we spent
Things we do
Or places we hid
Love remains
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Showing posts with label #blood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #blood. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 6, 2017
Love Remains
Monday, January 19, 2015
Nightmare
Nightmare
The light
is gone and hid from view
It
disappeared one day
And took
with it the sun and moon
‘Caused
joy to pass away
A glimmer
is all ‘twould take
To make
the world okay
But now
our life blood spills away
And we
wait in nightless day
We’ll
feast on the returning
Step once
more, into the fray
Until that
day, we shall march forth
Keeping the
nightmares at bay
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Wednesday, October 8, 2014
Instincts
Instincts
Sometimes we all need to bay at the moon
To give into to our animal instincts
We need to fall to our knees and roll in the dirt
Feel the pounding of blood in our veins
Because it’s not always about the meter and rhyme
Sometimes we have to throw caution to the wind
For when we can’t be perfect
You may as well make as big a mess as possible
A little dirt under your nails
Only shows how hard you’ve toiled
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Friday, March 22, 2013
Control
As I sit lost and hurt
Thoughts sped across my mind
Lying in dirt with a broken heart
Space and blood puddles in gallons at a time
The atmosphere is completely clear
Till my conscience starts to blur the sky
The trees start to sway
The breeze is not gentle
Lightning starts to streak
Hail and freezing rain
Falling, Failing to
Stop my
Heart from
Breaking
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