Chapter 2 – Problem

17 Jul

Blood

Flows

When I

Do not

Know

What

Else

To

Do.

Shame

Comes

When the

Blood

Is dry.

Those

Crimson

Drops

I fear

Are

Tears

I cannot

Cry.

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