Bled Dry

My heart bled —
You ran,
Didn’t want to dirty your hands.

My heart is gone —
It fled,
Red stains mark where it bled dry.

Blood remains —
Your hands will never be dirtless
they will be blemished for life.

Bled Dry

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Orlando, United States

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