Blood Sport. By themischievousannaSeptember 22, 2015 Take it all, Go ahead. I want to wilt, Until I’m red. Drained away, Cold in bed. Pulsing pausing, In blood Undead. Share this:Share on TumblrTweet Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit More Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print PocketLike Loading... Categories: Art, Photography, PoetryTags: art, artist, depression, emotions, fiction&poetry, health, illness, poems, poetry, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Natural Mistake. By themischievousannaMarch 9, 2025 Messenger in a Bottle. By themischievousannaFebruary 15, 2025 Home of the Fee, Land of the Claim Denial. By themischievousannaFebruary 12, 2025 Leave a comment Cancel reply Δ
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