A Memory of Blood

by Hannah Emellia   Sep 14, 2006


Memories of darkness,
stories of light,
help this tainted soul,
forget that fateful night,

cut from elbow to wrist,
the blood; it slowley drips,
Smiles never ending,
evil from thy lips.

I cannot forget the past,
how could you?

-Flaming

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  • 16 years ago

    by Jaymes Haze

    The well known phrase...
    "Those ignorant of the past, are doomed to repeat it."
    It's true, that's why our memories are so important.

  • 17 years ago

    by *heidi;

    Aw/i like it/thanks for the comment on mine/its much appreciated!

  • 17 years ago

    by Nyx

    Hey this is pretty good who will helps the tainted soul

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