The blood drips down my face
it pools at my feet
I look up into his eyes
I expect hate
What I see takes my breath
I see desperation
I see a person, fighting for what i am
I see a man
Fighting to get home to those he loves
And i know
I can not blame him for his evil
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 8:43 PM UTC
The blood drips down my face
it pools at my feet
I look up into his eyes
I expect hate
What I see takes my breath
I see desperation
I see a person, fighting for what i am
I see a man
Fighting to get home to those he loves
And i know
I can not blame him for his evil
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