Blood drips
Thick and slow
Companion of the marrow
Warm inside
Cold when out
Slow or quickly spout
Thicker still
Gel and clot
Left to die
Bodies rot
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Where Shadows Grow
PoetryA collection of poems that I have written during some of my deepest depressions. Some are based on dreams while others are based off of my life. It is an ecclectic mix of dark, sad poetry that I hope you can appreciate.
