You shot me from a distance
And then wondered why I bled
And still you watched me bleeding out
Until I was cold and dead
You noticed I'd been hurt
That I fell far from the top
And you told me I was bleeding
And that I should really stop
As if I could just stop bleeding
Well I can't because you see
I am just a little human
Fighting storms too big for me
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Scars: Vol I
PoetryThis collection of poetry is a raw and emotionally gripping tale told through a loose narrative style and imbued with Allred's passion and personality. It retains a beautiful and haunting style of composition in which we are given an unfettered look...
