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Blood

And then I cut,

Down into the heart.

Into truth,

Into pain,

I tore it all away.

Bled for mercy,

For hope,

For ecstasy.

One jagged line

Marking the end of

My scene.

In my last moments

On stage,

I weep for the blood

In all things.

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Published: May 12, 2012
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