mixed bloodA Poem by voidsparrownot lying about why you want to help someone is difficult.put my name in your books
on your walls, your streets im afraid to die i want to soak like blood into the bricks you build your walls up with. when you harden yourself to the blows, i want to know that they feel my might holding them at arms length. i am selfish, but i suppose not in my own interest. i just want credit for making your world a less painful one. © 2010 voidsparrowReviews
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Added on May 28, 2010Last Updated on May 28, 2010 AuthorvoidsparrowRenton, WAAbouti write when i am inspired to do so. the price we pay for eliminating our ignorance is, unfortunately, eliminating some of the bliss that is associated with it. truth is ephemeral. it evolves a.. more..Writing
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