Pumping, swirling,
Leaking through cuts,
thick, pooling.
Precious losses.
Taking the pain,
watching it swirl down,
washed away.
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Here are some poems I wrote. They may not be any good, but they are mine. The abstract appeals to people in different ways. Thankyou ^.^
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