The blood of man, oh the blood of man.
In internal conflict just trying fight it.
I don't want anyone holding my hand never did.
Just another cry to live.
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Lonely poem, grabbed my heart and held it all the way through. Definitely could feel it. Fantastic poem on a sad subject. Thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn
Memories of the yesterday turn into the ashes of today Superb verse, lovely, lonely poem. Sometimes one line can define a thought better than a whole book, that is one of the things that I adore about Poetry, believe you me.
Great poem, nice write x)