bleed

short poem about how i wear my heart on my sleeve

If you dragged a razor across my skin

I would bleed out my heart and soul

Pour out my life into you

But you don’t even need your razor for that

I have brought my own

Reviews

[matrixmark]

Very powerful for such a short piece.
For the ones which wear their heart on thier sleeves then this describes it perfectly. Loved this, really, really loved it.

Mark.