Blood Soaked

Blood Soaked

A Poem by StacyPerry
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Alive within death

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No matter what they do or what they say
the blood flows freely anyway,
the pool grows, filled with sin
the blood soaked body stands after the swim,
tired and tattered the dead seems to walk,
the bloody one stops in front of me to talk
I hear the whisper with her throat slit,
She said to me "let's go sit"
we walk together as I  stare at the trail,
the blood flowed freely as a wind and sail
after I sat and she did stand,
the blood soaked woman walks to the sand
she turns to me and whispers a goodbye,
as she walked into the ocean and waited to die.

© 2010 StacyPerry


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wow i love how this flowed and the rhyming 100/100

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice, bloody and dark. It has a nice rhythm to it and nice rhyming and again, nicely dark.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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StacyPerry
StacyPerry

Ashtabula, OH



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