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Blood With My Own Hands
Author: Baselle

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bless me father
for i think i have sinned,
the pain i have felt is undescribable
yet the way i show it is undesirable
it seems as though i am empty inside
but that is something i am trying to hide
i feel as though it would be a better call
to show evil in hate inside
then nothing, nothing at all.
now all i have left in the end
after the tears i shed and the blood that drips
is i am sorry father as the life i had
slowly slips.

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La_LonLey_DreamEr (65.4.227.24) -- Monday, July 5 2004, 08:24 pm

....... Great Poem ............

Ur poem is A great poem to ME because its like sometimes you think no one understands how you feel or just you and this poem explains how i feel alot so i just wanted To say its was Really good.
Xoxo~La_LonLey_DreamEr~XoXo
 
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