Blood

Blood

A Poem by Aendraelyn Keibetsu

Blood is warm.

Hot

It burns

It bubbles

It spills against the ground

They say that it is blue

Before it leaves your veins

But when it comes out,

it becomes red.

One is forced to wonder

What else becomes red,

once it meets the air?


© 2015 Aendraelyn Keibetsu


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Again, this is very powerful and touching and brought me back to my cutting days when I needed to see that red for the adrenaline rush. Well done, again.

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Added on November 14, 2015
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