Untitled Iv Poem by Kyndall Peters

Untitled Iv



As the blood runs down
It feels so good.
The color so right.
As it reflects my life
I messed up again
And i know its true.
But the blood on my arm
Deletes the memory of you.

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Kyndall Peters

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