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Nathaniel R Horn
Poems
Jan 2013
Wrists of Red(Bad)
Wrists of red
Eyes of black
All I know
Is steel has my back
It manifests pain
Into something real
As I run my blood
And try to heal
For this thing
Thatβs gripping me
Is making my life
A ******* misery
Gun to head
Plans all set
βBout to break
This caps head
Then the bang
As the ravens fly
And roses rain
I'm covered in my shield
Of Death's warm embrace
Written by
Nathaniel R Horn
Indianapolis
(Indianapolis)
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