Bloody handsA Poem by Mr.BClassMadeline Keitel
Dripped
From hands Of a soul With no blood too Carry on its own Forced to watch life go on He does not exist they say Until he proves what he can do This man behind the curtains can only Be known as the one hiding inside you © 2016 Mr.BClass
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