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was another time.
i was another place.
i was dull.
i didn't understand.
i was sacrificed.
i was broken.
i was bloodied.
i didn't know.
i was innocent.
i was hands stained red.
i was screaming.
i didn't mean to.
was another time.
i was another place.
i was dull.
i didn't understand.
i was sacrificed.
i was broken.
i was bloodied.
i didn't know.
i was innocent.
i was hands stained red.
i was screaming.
i didn't mean to.
Comments (1)
This is a striking poem. The image of “i was hands stained red” is incredibly vivid!