the blood leaks into your body
and it spreads all around
it fills your heart with warmth
where cold blood is abound
in a state of despair
with no fresh air
your blood ran blue
tired and dead
war in your head
until the heat saved you.
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poetry for the poetic: 5
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VII
the blood leaks into your body
and it spreads all around
it fills your heart with warmth
where cold blood is abound
in a state of despair
with no fresh air
your blood ran blue
tired and dead
war in your head
until the heat saved you.