Do you like seeing my blood, my love?It's a metaphor I'm not actually bleeding although I wish I was because then I would understand why I'm hurting.
there is no blood, none that you can see
but it hurts like a cut
I keep on going deeper and deeper
I hit a bone I feel it scraping
you enjoy it don't you?
you enjoy the pain you can cause.
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Everything & Nothing
PoetryA little bit of everything Poem edition Still working on it September 16 2022