Tinashee Poetry

RED BLOODED THING

I was naive back then
Dont understand words
What is already written
Making rules on my own
Breaking what's right
Replacing it with wrong

But time's hand is ticking
He wont forgive
If It's just for waisting
Sending mails with chains
Sugar coated words engraved
The red blooded thing shot by spears

Hopes and soul already taken
With a simple net
But it's broken
Tearing it without mercy
Throwing it without hesitancy

But oh. I already know how to breath
Catch fish without bait
Understand words
Without the read
Unboxing without blade
And unloving you
Without this red blooded thing
Bleed.

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