The blood is red
The bruises are blue
I get depressed
When I start missing you
I wish I could could fix
All that happened
But it's too late
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Random Poems
PoetryThese are just some of the poems that I've written. Read them or don't. Doesn't really matter.
Can't Fix
The blood is red
The bruises are blue
I get depressed
When I start missing you
I wish I could could fix
All that happened
But it's too late
