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Blood, Sweat and Tears

November 20, 2022

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"I often thought of what would happen when I die . . .
Who would care, and who would cry?
My life as I know it has never been very happy . . .
It's been filled with Blood, Sweat, and Tears . . .

Now all I am is emotionless . . .
My stern face not bearing a smile,
When was the last time I laughed?
It really has been a while . . .

My past seeping in like sand through my fingers . . .
And endless void of memories on repeat . . .
Now all it does is just linger . . .
Making me sweat a bitter sweet . . .

I dance with myself in the midst of it all,
My lonly figure with a graceful smile,
But no ones there to see it all,
No ones there for this lonly girl . . .

I hear a voice calling my name,
But instead I look down at my hands stained with blood,
I cannot go back home,
Not after everything that I've done . . .

I often thought of what would happen when I die . . .
Who would care and who would cry?
What is it that I consider real?
Because all I'm stuck with is my Blood, Sweat and Tears . . .

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