A Drip of Blood

by madrina   May 5, 2008


A drip of blood
upon my face
it falls from above
it lands with grace

A drip of blood
from when I weep
it calls my name
even when I sleep

A drip of blood
seeps through my skin
controls my ways
and draws blood from within

A drip of blood
seeps through my soul
eating at my fragile corpse
and waiting for my toll

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