HOLLOW BLOOD

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HOLLOW BLOOD

As the darkness falls, i tremble so
I am all alone with no place to go
Looking around i sense depraved fear
Gross shadows form without shape
It seems the unknown is very close
my legs are weak without movement
I see a distant light from a far
a fog appearing from nowhere
something telling me i must run
but all i can do is drop to the ground
thats when i see the blood running
coming from nowhere it seems
then i wake up realizing it was only a dream

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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