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With All My Blood
The starlight strikes her skin so pale
Her beauty shames the moon
She stands at the window one last time,
Staring vastly into darkened night
He's not coming soon
And so she spilt her heart for him,
Upon the bedroom floor
Ocean salt and gleaming red
Staining wet, a silent sin
She left a note before she left,
In shaking pen as tears did flood,
Dripping life upon the desk
"I love you," she wrote, "with all my blood."
WOAH! This is kind of morbid but I LOVE it! Keep up the good writings!
I love this poem. It's the perfect mixture of love and darkness. I love how it roll from line to line. Great Job!