bloodA Poem by Jay Baileyfamily line removal
if only i could change my blood
i would drain every ounce i have and replace it with different blood so as not to be a part of your family anymore this horrible name dies with me i take your disease and die with it no one will ever have to suffer the wrath of our pathetic kind again your hate dies with me you have lost you have failed we will be forgotten and because of that fact i die happy © 2016 Jay Bailey |
StatsAuthorJay BaileySyracuse, NYAbouti tend to be a loner, distracted in crowds. cursed with being tall while feeling small in my head and wanting to be able to hide but i stand out too much. active musician, horrible misanthrope, quiet .. more..Writing
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