"blunge" poems
Licking away the blood
Letting it fall
This cut runs too deep
Time stops as its hard to breath
In this heavy night air
My last breath is drawn from my lungs
As I blunge down from castle
Into the Ocean below
Let me drown
End my suffering and loneliness
For you must face it
This cut runs far too deep
And you can't stop the bleeding
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC