In Blood

by DamienSkyetheshadeofwriting

By Damien Knight

Painted the world in blood
The anger red flow my own
Drained the veins of my sorrow
Across a table of broken memories
That salty iron taste on my lips
The nectar that says I live
I could soon be dead
If I paint the world red

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