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Blood Flow


If I put my fist to my chest I feel a sensation so sweet to the living body The heart The muscle so strong Coursing blood through not only my veins But my arteries first So pure and so bright And the oxygen is its bright’s delight It runs to the capillaries to nourish And gives oxygen while the veins Take the waste away And it flows back to my heart My four chambers Protected my pericardium so smooth This rotation 1000 times over again Bright red to dark And never flowing back Carrying cells of red with the very thing We breathe in And cells of white Fighting the good fight To keep me strong along with my heart The heart that pulses ever so sweetly Maybe 60 times or to could go to 80 On an average scale And you may cut me deeply But I worry none Platelets a many clot my wound And heal me and complete me again Coagulation when I expose to air My blood reaches not to everywhere Making me lymph Ever so colorless Passing nourishment to cells So that I am no longer limp And the blood flow goes on and on 1000 times over again Bright red to dark And never flowing back…
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Ryean Miles

24 year old Cosmotology student from Phenix City, AL. I'm a mother of a beautiful 5 year old little girl. :)

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Amy
Very well written!

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