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Thursday, 6 August 2020

Bleeding

Bleeding 

I am bleeding if I write in red ink,
For words are bleeding from my wounds,
The wounds run deep,
Not easy to stem the flow when you're grieving so,
Time moves so fast yet so slow....

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