Liquid, liquid, let it pour
Into me, out of you, and onto the floor
Liquid, liquid, let it gush
Leap from the body onto my brush
You make a pretty picture, don't you see that your blood is the prettiest thing to me?
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A Collection Of Rhymes
PoetryPoetry I write from time to time. Correct any grammar in the comments please. I can't proof read as much as I'd like and I hate it when I make grammatical errors. Also if you'd like to share your opinion on what you think the poem's theme is or how...
