Orchids blow in the spring winds. Birds are singing, children are laughing. Blood drips on the cold tile floor as a small bloodied knife is placed on the sink counter. Cries can be heard from the locked bathroom. An open cabinet is being searched for bandages. The cabinet is slammed in frustration and bandages are being unwrapped. Painful whimpers can be heard as the rough bandages are being wrapped around the sensitive skin.
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Poems??
PoetryI don't know just going through a poem writing phase Btw i don't know a single thing about peom writing so i don't know if these fit in the category as poems!! Also i will make a polish translation of these poems fro funsies!! Zrobię też polskie tłu...
