Blood
My blood is seeping
I wish to be sleeping
The eternal nap
Pain upon my lap
I wish only for love
Which escapes me as a dove
I run
Not for fun
But to keep from dying
I'm not lying
I hope this words mean the place of actions
But your reactions
Say mountains of pain
Left a stain
On my heart
It's of my part
That I bleed blood
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