Blue BloodA Poem by prettybretty
My child,
sometimes I get desperate. And I claw at my blue-blooded veins. And i paint my nails red-- the other colour of blood. the colour of anger. the colour of cherry lips. the colour of octagons on the street that say STOP. the colour of my insane love for you. which is the only justification for my EXISTENCE.
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Added on November 23, 2015 Last Updated on November 23, 2015 AuthorprettybrettyLawrenceburg, TNAboutBrett 24 TN, USA agender/nonbinary pansexual Sicangu Lakota Native American OCD, BPD, & ED I've been using this site for 10 years to record my poems. I don't write to be good at it, this .. more..Writing
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