Saturday, April 4, 2009

Sore Blood... (Old Poem)

They die, we sigh,

we have sorrow in our eyes.

The tears of pain,

the tears of joy, we felt the tears and blades,and

we had no feeling.

The joy and happiness, the joy of love...

I shall hug the one I once loved.

Roses are blood, violets are blue tears,

all had suffered in the depths of fear.

Some sang the joy to this world.



My blood rained when the bullet had drilled.

Struck my heart I was drowning in blood faster than her heart beat had stop.

I was drowning in pain, no one can say how painful it was when a bullet was laid

in my heart and blood...

I died Yesterday.


By: Christian Manzanares

Production: OnCe LiVeD iN sOrRoW


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