bloodloss

bloodloss

A Poem by dukovan

A conscious blood loss
Picked off the family tree

A cautious headrush
To get a way with being happy

A temporal treatment
Stoned at the gates of gold
They all
Look so damn happy.

Holy basket
Take care of my child for me

I wanted mercy
I wanted murder for the thief

Please come quickly
My father won't get out his seat

Not responding
And for that I'm still missing
Most of my memories
Suddenly
Missing everything

It's hardly hurting
And now I'm in too deep

And for you I'm so happy.

© 2014 dukovan


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Added on December 13, 2014
Last Updated on December 13, 2014

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dukovan
dukovan

Oconomowoc, WI



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